my mistake nearly cost me my life!

~kyara's pov~

Kyra! Move now!" My eyes flew open to find Liam nestled protectively over me. When had I ever fallen? What had become of that bullet?

"Kyra!" His voice cut through the chaos again, urging me to follow him as we scrambled behind a nearby desk, finding a momentary refuge.

"Do you have another gun?" I asked, my heart racing. He frowned a look of disbelief crossing his face, but ultimately handed me a weapon. I clutched it tightly, waiting for the opportune moment, then pulled the trigger. The bullet struck true, and Liam turned to me, his expression filled with a whirlwind of questions.

"My parents have their own gang too," I admitted, a mix of pride and regret

My parents were deeply entrenched in the mafia, a shadowy world I grew up knowing all too well. I've witnessed the brutality of countless deaths, their echoes haunting my memories, and I've held guns, their cold weight a constant reminder of what surrounds me. Don't be too shocked; in this life, surprises should be normal. But I must admit, I'm taken aback by your interest in all this, I told him breathing heavily and trying to not get killed What secrets is in that briefcase of yours? Cocaine? It figures. I should have realized that no man with your charm and allure could be entirely clean.