CHAPTER 5

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While roaming through the house, i was amazed with the fine decor of the house. After that young man aka driver aka "i don't know his name" showed me my room and left for his own, i kinda felt alone without mom. when i entered the room, i was amazed, the room was perfect but it doesn't feel like home. I am still scared still in danger and i can be dead any moment, don't know by whom but I will be.
While deep in my thoughts i sat down on the edge of the fluffy mattress of the bed. This feels like cloud and very comfortable, falling on my back on the bed i started drifting off to sleep when suddenly I heard a knock on my door and saw the handsome driver coming throught it.
He was wearing grey sweatpants and white t-shirt which was not really helping to hide his masculine body at all, he was looking gorgeous even in those casual wear. I sat up for a clear view.

HE LOOKS HOT!!!! my unconscious mind said.

Shut. The. Fuck. Up. Now.

Standing nearly to the bed he said "hey alina"
"Hey......driver" he made a face on that.
I eyed him for a second
"Vincent" he said
"Hmm?" I asked
"That's my name"

Vincent, fuck that's a sexy name

Clearing my throat i started "ohh" not giving our much expression.
And he chuckled.
I felt butterflies in stomach from the sound of his laugh. A smile creeped on my face too.

"C'mon i am making pancakes for both of us, hope you'll like them" he said smiling
"You go, I'll come"
"Do not cry again" he gave me warning look and moved toward the door for exit when i said "okay" in a low voice.

After sometime, while heading towards the kitchen i can smell the pancakes and ohh boy do they smell good, I wish they are as tasty as they smell because I am starving.

Sitting on the side table i asked "for how long we have to stay here?"
He looked at me with a concerned look while sliding the pancakes towards me at the same time
he said "we are on hunt for those bastard, you don't have to worry, eat" i can feel the anger in his voice now.
"Who is he?" I asked while putting the piece in my mouth.
"Somone you don't know" he said not looking at me and sitting opposite me.
"Then why they want me dead?" I questioned again
"Because" he hesitated and started again now looking at me "it's your father who they want, not you." He waited for my response but i had nothing, looking at his food he said "they may use you as their bait and blackmail your father, your father is a wealthy man alina and he have enemies but this time they chose you for their own good" he finished.

My blood was boiling now while thinking that those sick bastards want to blackmail my dad through me, that's sick. And thinking of my father just protecting me so that he don't loose anything made me more sad. He wouldn't have done that if it was not for his own good too, he never showed me that he love me even if he wanted us to stay because now i know that all that was just for him to look good in the eyes of society and media. That was not for us, my mother did the right thing even if she is a bit stubborn.

Deep in my thoughts i didn't realised that Vincent is looking at me with those deep brown eyes for a very long time now, it's like he is looking straight through my thoughts, like he knows what I am thinking.
Not looking at him, i continued eating my pancakes. Food is priority. Always. Finishing my food i put the dishes in the sink while he was still eating, slow eater. Should I talk to him? But he is my father's bodyguard, what should I do? It has always been difficult for me to start a conversation with anyone especially boys!!! But he is not a boy, not even close, he is a man, proper man.
A hot man!!!

"Wanna say something?" He asked making me jump out of my thoughts.
"Umm" making a move to sit around the table "pancakes were yumm, thanks" i said with a smile.
"Thankyou, now what is exactly in your mind" he asked without moving his gaze from me.
"Why they want to kill or bait my dad?" I asked not knowing if i should ask that or not.
"You really wanna know?" He questioned
"Yes Vincent" keeping my voice balanced
"You father runs mob" he said turning his gaze to the other direction.

What does that mean now?

"Please elaborate" i said
"You father works with drug dealers and owns alot of illegal clubs in city and other illegal branches are under him" he explained with a straight face.

I was shocked with what he just explained to me and what the actual fuck!! I've got into this because of my father and if I'll die i will never forgive my father.

And this human being sitting in front of me is also working for that man, unbelievable. I mean i can believe but I don't want to.
Getting up from my chair I walked straight to my room and closed the door behind me loudly.

Letting myself fall on the bed i thought of everything i did just to be with my father, ran from school, cursed mom for leaving him. I wanted a family always, my father mother and me together. But it all went down. In that moment a tear roll down my cheek and then i fell apart all over again. I cried myself to sleep.

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