The Mafia And His Broken Angel

chapter 1

Eliza's POV

Eliza worked in café. Her parents had died when she was 8 years old. Then she was taken into foster care but her foster parents weren't nice to her. After they died she was again thrown into foster care where she stayed until she turned 18. These parents were very mean as well but they weren't as bad as the others. As soon as she turned 18 she got a small house which she bought with the money she saved up from working.

It was a normal day. She woke up, got ready and went to work. She couldn't afford breakfast so she learned to skip it. Everything was going great. She had a friend who worked alongside her named Tamara Williams.

"Hey Liza I'm leaving early today I have a date. Could u cover for me? Thanks." she headed off without even waiting for my response.

I shrugged. "Whatever." I didn't date. Merely because I didn't believe in love. It was a petty thing. It always left people heart broken.

I looked at the clock. It was 8:58. Just 2 more minutes to lockup. I started to pack up until I heard a voice. Oh shit I thought. Not today, not now please. I quietly went outside and my worst fear came true. 4 men with hoods. Robbers.

"Don't move!" one of them said. They had guns which they pointed straight at me.

I put my hands in the air. "Anyone else in here with you?" One yelled. I shook my head.

"Go get the money." One said. I walked slowly towards the counter aware of the gun pointing towards me. As I was walking towards it I remembered the emergency button and then quickly without thinking I had hit the red button. oh shit I'm dead.

One of the harshly grabbed my arm and I winced in pain. He held the gun at my head and the other 3 quickly packed the money into the bag. I didn't expect to die like this I thought to myself but the thought was held by a BANG! And before I could react 3 men lay dead on the floor.

"Let her go" The mystery guy said. I couldn't fully see him yet. Only his silhouette. His voice was dangerous. Enough to make the air cold.

"w-who are y-you?" The man holding the gun to my head spoke. His voice was laced with fear.

"Your worst nightmare." And with that he came to light. One look and you could go blind. He was gorgeous. Blue eyes, prominent jawline, tall and my god sexy as hell.

"I'll kill her. Don't come closer. I warn you." And it clicked to me. I was about to die.

"You wouldn't dare to even touch what belongs to me." He laughed. what did that mean?

"I-I warn y-you. I'll kill her."

"Are you sure you wanna get on the bad side of Ashton Romero?" He smirked. And with that the gun was removed from me. The man behind me was about to run but was shot in the head. As I saw his body I ran but unfortunately I didn't get too far. I was pulled by my waist into a hard chest.

"And where do you think your going princess?" he called me princess what oh god I think I'm ready to die.

"Please leave me. I've never done anything bad to anyone. I don't even know you or them please let me go." I sobbed.

He gently caressed my cheek and softly removed a tear. "Princess. You don't know me but I know you."

I flinched back at his touch, not that it didn't feel good. It felt great. It sent an impulse of current through my body. I was just so shocked at how a mere touch could do that to me.

"w-what did you mean earlier when you said 'you wouldn't dare touch what belongs to me'." I shakily said. And then sirens were heard.

"Another time princess for now go run." I did what he said and left through the back door. I ran. I ran as fast as my legs would go.

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END OF CHAPTER 1.... THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR READING UPTIL NOW HONESTLY THIS IS MY FIRST TIME WRITING LITERALLY ANYTHING SO IM A TAD BIT NERVOUS AT THE RESPONSE. ANYWAYS PLS LEAVE NICE COMMENTS AND THANK U ANGELS.