Owned by the cold hearted Mafia

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I tried to keep my eyes opened but it was painful to stay awake, I had to go unconscious because my lungs felt as if they were being dipped in acid. *** “Get her up!." I heard a very familiar voice, that was the first sign that I was conscious, I could hear. My sense of sight started coming, I felt my heavy eyelid part and my throat was asking badly, for water, my belly was empty. " Get up!." A man stood in front of me and he yelled. He took my hand and yanked me upwards. I tried to stand but my legs were not working. “Get your ass up!." He Shouted again. “I can't." I said. “Boss, she says she can't stand." The man in front of me told someone. “Is she hurt?." He asked with concern in his voice. I followed the trail of the sound to the corner of the room that was dark. I could no

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