Trapped ✔ (Alpha Sigma Omicron #1)

Epilogue: For a Lifetime

EPILOGUE

Trigger 'The Fucking' del Fuego

"I'm on my way fucking retard. Stop bullshiting around and shut the fuck up." I heard the Chinese dimwit say something, I ignored it and throw the phone on the backseat.

He's ruining my fucking day—as if I had better days. Life has been pretty much boring to me—thanks to the remarks of the Daily Journal in their editorial writings for creating a show. They should enjoy the limelight while I'm still entertained. The time that I am not, they would have to pay the price and it's gonna be their fucking useless lives.

They put my business at stake. I own bars with prostitution happening. I don't force women. They are forcing themselves to me. I sell them with their consent. They like it. I don't fucking care. It's money.

Queen Elizabeth is dominating the highway. I used to name my cars with different queens from all over the world. It is a Cadillac XTS. The car's running under the green stoplight. I don't give a fuck. I want to annoy the police. I need something that will excite me for a day.

Nobody noticed my car fast approaching, or if they did, I'm a speed of lightning they couldn't stop. No mobile patrol chasing me. I sighed harshly. What a bore.

My brows automatically raised when a girl in her office attire suddenly appear out of nowhere. She's walking slowly. She seems lost and completely dumb with the fucking danger in her vicinity. She doesn't know what the fuck is going on and what's happening around her.

She looked at my direction, confused. She's not even moving fast to go to the other side of the road. Her eyes grow bigger when she realized my speed. I smirked. I hate stupid people, their stupidity makes me want to kill them.

I stopped the car an inch away from her. She still looks like a lost puppy with her feet rooted on that spot. Damn, she fucking passed out before I could even hit her with the car. I shook my head.

There are people looking at our direction. They are watching us secretly, trying to figure out what's happening. Nobody dared to inspect on her. We are in the middle of the highway. I waited minutes for her to get up but she didn't. Fottere.

I was forced to go out of the car to check on her. I don't care if we are in the middle and some of the car owners are wailing at us.

She was lying in front of Queen Elizabeth. Her hair's a fucking mess. It's covering her face. Her things were scattered around her feet. I gritted my teeth. We were surrounded by gossip-mongers.

I should've hit her and run. I walked towards her. I bent on one knee to see the girl clearly. Stupida. I removed the hair hiding her face and put it on the back of her ear. She looked literally a mess. Her eyes were swollen, an evidence that she cried for stupid reasons.

I could abandon her on that highway but I don't know why the fuck why I didn't.

I carried the woman towards my car. I also took her things. There were women on the sidewalk who clapped their hands for no reason. I threw them a dagger look, I put her on the passenger seat and went to the other side of the car and get myself in.

I put a seat belt on her. I stared at her face for a long time. "You're fucking stupid, sii riconoscente sei bellissima,"

Her lips were slightly open. It looks inviting. Voglio scoparla duro.

Damn it, I'm not Sioux. I don't fuck anyone with skirt. I don't fuck angel-looking ladies. I'm having a boner the fuck right now. Fottere. I grabbed the steering wheel, I turned right going back to my penthouse. I let this plan happen without thinking thoroughly.