Love Slave to the Mafia Boss's Passion 18 novel Chapter 8

“So, you do remember me. Excellent!” the boss said with a warm smile that showed off the wrinkles around the corners of his eyes.

I have to say that I did not expect the kind-hearted uncle to be a mafia boss. In other words, I did not expect the mafia boss to be a smiley uncle figure.

“Yeah…umm…hello…once again, I guess,” I stammered when I finally found my tongue.

“Have a drink, dear. You look a little tired from the trip. It must have been a long one…” the boss said as he gestured to a glass or water that was placed on the coffee table.

“Thank you…” I whispered as I reached for the glass.

“Did my men treat you roughly? I did order them to be gentle with you…as gentle as handling a feather,” the boss asked, suddenly his gaze was serious.

For some reason, I figured that I shouldn’t tell him that they bounded my hands and feet and taped my mouth shut.

“I’m fine…thank you. More importantly, why…am I here?” I asked in confusion. I mean, there’s the matter of my parent’s debt but…

“Five hundred million dollars,” The boss began speaking.

“If it’s the money. I don’t have it right now, but I swear, I’ll work or do whatever it takes, and I’ll pay you back. Please!” I cut in desperately.

“Oh…you’d do anything, huh?” the old man said, his eyes twinkling.

“Umm…anything…not illegal, I guess…” I said my voice trailing off.

“Hahaha! You’re such a good girl and I like that so much. I knew you were such a good girl the first time we ran into each other,” the boss said after laughing out loud at my words.

“Umm…so about the debt…” I began saying hesitantly.

“About the money, I don’t want it back,” the boss said bluntly as he waved his hand like it was nothing.

“Really?!” I asked in surprise, but I could feel the sense of relief flooding through my body. I mean, let’s be realistic, I probably won’t earn even close to that amount in my lifetime.

“Of course. Instead, I want you to marry my son,” the boss stated, his tone suddenly very serious.

“WHAT?!” I shouted in shock before choking on the water that I had been drinking.

**cough cough cough**

“Are you…ok?” the boss said as he watched me cough and choke on the water.

“…yeah…” I whispered between ragged breath as my coughing started to subsize.

“So, I was saying…that I want you to marry my son,” the boss said seriously as he smiled with satisfaction.

“Is this some sort of bad joke?!” I exclaimed in shock.

‘…the boss is…a very serious man. Watch what you do and say if you want to live to see the light of dawn,’