Chapter 22

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KELSEY

"Huh?"

I stared blankly at the man as he spoke in tongues. It honestly sounded like how those church people speak when they're under the holy spirit.

Or something like that.

He chuckled back at me and I felt it travel between my legs.

"I said, for a pretty little thing you have a very dirty mouth." He spoke again in a sultry accent.

He thinks I'm pretty.

"Dirty mouth?" I scoffed. "I don't have a dirty mouth. That motherfucker Luciano just really be testing me."

He chuckled again.

What the fuck is with him and all that chuckling.

"So what you in for?" He asked sitting up and moving closer towards me.

"Double homicide." I lied grinning.

The man's beauty had me turning into a fool.

"I doubt an innocent beauty like you could be capable of such a thing." He laughed and I scoffed at him.

"So what you in for?" I returned his question and he grinned at me.

"If I tell you that I'd have to kill you pretty flower."

"Well shit. Don't tell me then." I retorted and he did his signature chuckle again.

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I've been down here for hours and I'm bored out of my mind.

I've fallen asleep twice.

I heard the door of the mini prison open and footsteps coming to my cell.

"What the fuck do you want warden?" I grumbled, but was greeted with silence.

As he walked away I looked up to see he had left a tray with food.

I fucking hate Luciano but nonetheless I picked it up.

I looked over to the cell beside me and saw they hadn't left anything for my neighbor.

That's just fucking evil. They're trying to starve the man. For what?

Well it seems I'm going to be in here for a while so why not share with him.

I picked up the tray and sat right beside his cell, he was laying in the same position I found him in the first time.

"Pssst." I called.

No answer.

"Psssssssssssssssssssst." I called again and he chuckled.

"What is it khoroshen'kiy?" He asked turning to me.
[Pretty]

"Are you hungry?" I asked and he nodded his head no.

Of course he's not hungry.

He's fucking starving.

He probably hasn't eaten in days and I ate this morning.

Fuck. I'm not even that hungry anymore.

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