Regretful Instincts
That night Prudence headed to her room anticipating some reaction for her words from the Mafia king. She walked alone with her legs sore and heart beating from the anxiety of her own words.
The Mafia King had promised her a punishment for not being able to complete the laps and that was another burden of stress.
"Stop digging your own grave Prudence," She clicked her tongues talking to herself, which she rarely did. She was pacing around the room with the door locked but when has that ever stopped him. He definitely had a spare key to all the doors in the mansion. The best course of action was now to simply go to sleep.
Prudence lied down on the bed and closed her eyes.
It was barely ten minutes and Prudence opened her eyes to stare at the ceiling. Her anxiety was not helping her sleep at all. The anticipation only made her want him here more. At least her heart would calm down.
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Eaagles_wings So many apologies! it was a mess for me to start adjusting to everything new. I felt it more necessary to better my grades that were taking a toll. But I realise I have taken a long break and I cannot promise regular updates until December midway through. Even so, I will keep the prices low as they are for privilege tiers for next few months. You have all been kind readers and I appreciate you a lot! Thank you and Sorry ♡
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