His Angel

Chapter 2: Him

Liz's POV:

I got into my driveway and parked my car. I went towards my door to unlock it, but it was already unlocked. I slowly opened the door and the lights were off. Not until the lamp on next to my couch turned on.

I looked towards the light and found 'HIM' sitting on my couch. By him I mean the dark haired guy. The one who was looking at me I'm like some kind of treasure, well who could blame him.

Focus.
Oh yeah. Right

"Well, well. Look who decided to come home." He said.
"What are you doing in my house?" I asked with no hesitation.
"Well, maybe it's because you saw what you were not supposed to see." He replied.

"So you think I would snitch?" I asked.
"Maybe you would." He said.
"You really think I'm that stupid to snitch on something like that? That I would risk my life on something that is not any of my business?" I said. He got up from the couch walking towards me and he sighed in frustration.

"Do you even know who you're talking to?" He said.
"Well, I don't and I don't wanna. Go cry about it bitch." I replied. He took more steps towards me and made sure he toward me. He looked me straight in the eye.

"You're a fierce one aren't you?" He asked.
"I guess it looks like it." I replied. He suddenly picked me up and threw me on his shoulder.
"Put me down you shithole." I yelled.

"I swear if you yell again, I swear my gun will be in yours." He said. It sounded weird and scary at the same time. He gently put me in the passenger seat and went to the driver's.

"Now, this is how it's gonna go. You are staying at my house because you saw what you weren't supposed to. I guess you're wondering what's the point. Well the point is, the café you work at has security cameras outside of it and my enemies could use that footage to blackmail me because of you." He said.

"What do you mean your enemies? You make it sound like they could kill me or somethin'." I said.
"I wouldn't if they couldn't. Which means they could. So this is for your safety." He said.
"Oh please. This ain't for my safety. It's for your ego. And what could you have possibly done for them to hate you that much?" I asked.
"Kill their loved ones. Destroy their work and shipments. Want me to continue?" He said.
"Yeah, no. Who are you?" I asked.
"A dangerous man." He replied.

"I got that a long time ago sweetheart. I mean, what do you do. Do not say bad things because I swear I'll be the killer here." I said.
"Does Mafia answer your question? Look love I'm not those men who go around killing people for fun. I kill for a reason. A reason you're not supposed to know." He replied. I looked at him in shock. For once in my life I was scared. Scared I would leave this world too soon. Scared that I wouldn't see my friends again.
"Your not gonna kill me, right?" I asked.

"I'll think about it." He replied. For most of the ride it was quiet. Not in a bad way. I like silence. Especially when it's comfortable.
"You've been quiet. Why is that?" He asked. Sounded like he was concerned.
"I'm just tired." I said
"Then sleep." He replied.
"Nah ah. I'm not finna sleep knowing I'm driving around with a mafia. I don't know what you're gonna do to me." I said. He just chuckled. Imma admit. That was hot. After a while we got to this huge mansion protected by huge gates

We drove towards them as security guards were standing in each side of the gates. They took a look at the dark haired dude next to me and immediately opened the gates. We went through and let me tell you this mansion is to die for.

"I just realized I don't know your name." I said.
"It's Zayn Xavier Carbone." He replied. I was sitting in the same car as the ruthless leader of The Blood Circle. How did I end up here.

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