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The Mafia Monk By Lady Prim Characters: 8525

Updated: 2019-01-10 22:11


Demyan Point of View

"Where the hell were you?" Egor, my bastard beggar friend asked when I entered the mansion.

I dumped my body on the couch careless heaving a long sigh. Egor sat beside me with a bunch of papers in his hand which looks crumbled. Now that I notice, he looks a lot crumbled too. His eyes held extra redness and damn his hair was totally another chapter. His hair was standing straight in all directions as if he just touched an electric wire.

"Went to blow of some steam from the system." I smirked at Egor's face scrunched in disgust. When one woman gives you a headache then it is only right to find another to relax it.

Damn it was so good after have a great evening with some willing women.

"Such a mudak you are. You left your script and your mobile with me and went to dive in bed with some clingy octopus? Such a great friend." Egor sneered at me and punched my shoulder hard. (Mudak in Russian is a***ole)

Gosh, I just had a little relaxed time. Why is he so sensitive suddenly?

From the moment we came back from the darned mental case, Egor was behaving weirdly. He couldn't concentrate on anything nor would he talk to anyone. He just keeps on reading the senseless script over and over. His eyes were shaky and his mouth went dry frequently as he took a sip of water every thirty seconds.

He looks like he lost many years of his life.

How come killers like us are so energy-less thanks to a mad woman?

"You should've gone for a good bed warming too instead of trying to make sense in this stupid script." I reprimanded him immediately for giving such importance to that mental girl and her play.

"She already texted fifty times to your number to remind you about tomorrow's plans." He was frustrated and threw the sleek black phone on my face.

Now, now, there was no need to be so harsh to me, to his boss.

"Egor, have you f***ing lost your mind. She just texted me, that's it. We are not going to the place, No, we are not. What will she do if she doesn't find us in our appointed places? Will she spam text me again? I have already bought a new sim card and changed my number so she cannot call us or text us anymore. We are finally free from her. Stop obsessing over memorizing the stupid dialogues. She cannot track us now that my number will be unavailable." I said exasperatedly looking an inch away to knock him hard against the wooden table.

He is known as a freaking Mafia tiger. He is famous in our world for being cruel and now he is spoiling his very good name by practicing

ing the script. We are not meeting her again so get out of your trauma." I walked out into my room with seething rage.

I will not let my well build life to ruins just because of an asylum escapee. I will never.

She will never find us and I will never meet her, at least not with a sane mind and hoping for bright future.

She is out of my life. Ever and forever. Thank God!

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"Wake up. We are already late. Wake up, Mr. Monk" Go away nightmare, you are not welcome now. I want to sleep. Go away.

I want to have a sweet dream of some naked fruits juicing for me.

Think about something good, Demyan or else your nightmare will follow you.

"Mr. Monk. We need to go to a rehearsal /counseling date at carnival, remember?" I heard a sweet voice calling out for me.

I don't want to wake up!

"Umm- " I groaned and snuggled deep into the blankets so that the sweet voiced nightmare goes away.

Don't worry Demyan she's not here. It's just your mind playing games. She's not here. She can't be here.

She's not here...

"Demyan, buddy, wake up. Your lady date is here." Egor?

Why is he in my nightmare?

I opened my eyes slowly and looked up to see Egor towering me beside my bed. I gave him a small smile, "Oh, it's you. I thought hurricane visited us." I scoffed at the nightmare.

Thank goodness, it's Egor. Phew.

"Hurricane? It's sunny outside, Mr. Monk." I slowly and unwilling turned towards the source of the voice and found woodpecker hurricane grinning towards me gleefully. Egor scoffed defeatedly and shook his head in utter hopelessness.

Oh No! How the hell and what the heck is she doing here? How did she find this mansion?

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