I was desperate for an escape.
Too desperate and if that meant falling
into the pit of darkness, so be it.
I found him under the dark night
and saw my chance to escape the
golden luxurious cage. A jail is a jail,
whether its made by metal or d...
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I never knew I would end up outside of Italy without my family ever unless it was with a man my parents were going to marry me off to like some trophy but here I was, standing besides Viktor, a man who was only here to save me. To protect me, leaving me even more confused because why on earth would he do that? It wasn't making any sense.
The car waiting for us was a black BMW sedan, the latest model and even the windows were tinted. It was completely black and I liked it that way, not fond of people outside being able to see me through the windows. But I was told our destination was the mall, not the Yaroslav state because what I wore was not inappropriate for my entrance at the Yaroslav state.
Offensive but alright. It was ironic that people who did dirty work were this classy.
The car stopped right in front of a huge, luxurious looking mall. I could already tell it was filled with expensive brands and as soon as I had stepped outside, a congestion of men in black swarmed around me and the male, completely covering our surroundings. Tall, built buff and with their broad backs they completely overpowered me. But somehow Viktor still stood out between them, being the tallest.
All dressed in black suits with black glasses sitting on her noses. They had wires attached to their ears and I immediately understood that they were reporting back to someone.
I was intimidated to say the least. A panic attack already threatening to tore through my convulsing body. Dropping my gaze low, I noticed the tremor in my fingers and then my vision blurred. God, for someone that talked so much shit, I really was weak but so many men around me only made me frantic.
As I brought my gaze up to Viktor, he quickly draped an extended long arm around my figure. Completely enveloping my figure, shoving my face into his chest.
"Dayte nam prostranstvo." The guards immediately backed away from us after what Viktor had said in the foreign language. Taking a peek from his shoulder, I could see them now standing apart from us. Even others were now picking onto at the amount of security surrounding Viktor.
Translation: Give us space.
Wondering who this man was. Little did they know, he was the head of the cosa nostra. Who had me enveloped in his arms because I was trembling like some leaf.
It was obvious who was the actual boss. They all obeyed him like he was the king and they were his servants waiting for his next order and it confused me even more. Just how much power did Viktor hold onto?
Who was he, really?
As he parted from me, the elastic material of his gloves had framed my face. "You alright? If you have another panic attack coming up, we can head back inside the car."
