"Bare my babies and I will make sure nobody is touching what's mine."
Amara De Luca is an orphan who thinks she has no one other than the children and the granny in the orphanage, but is she sure she has no one? Trying to end her life, her life tang...
Walking inside the basement, I hear they have got Alex's man. Opening the door, I saw him tied to a chair. "Vince, we tried, but he is not convinced to spill the truth," Marco said.
"Answer me while I ask you nicely." I threatened. "Now tell me, where are my stocks?" I play with my knife. He remained quiet. I took my knife and lingered it around his body.
"Your wife, Ara, looks hot and is fit to be in the brothel." slowly pressing the knife at his throat, I saw him tremble in fear, smirking. I continued. "So What do you want? A brothel or telling me where my stocks are?"
"No no, I will tell the t-truth!." he stuttered. I pressed the knife even harder, making a slight cut. "It's under one of Alex's brothels," he says, and I signal Marco to check. "Looks like you're dying and your wife will have some quality time in the brothel." a twisted smile ran across my smile before I slit his throat, making the blood ooze out of his body.
"Clean his body and bring his wife to me," I say before walking away with my knife. "Vince, that girl you brought here? Marco asks, "Is her information ready?"
"It's in your office all ready." He answers. I nod before leaving the basement. Walking into my office, I saw a black file kept on the top. Sitting on my chair with my legs on top of each other I opened the file to see information about that girl.
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"Amara De Luca." a wrecked smirk ran across my face thinking about the things I can do with her. I noticed her father is that bastard Alex. This gives me a perfect opportunity to play some games between both of them.
Perfect!. I mumbled as crazy ideas were flowing through my veins. "Vince! Ara is here," Cruz said. Cruz and Marco are my friends who are working for me.
" Yes sir, I heard you called me?" Ara says. I nodded and kept 2 million dollars on the table. "Here for your great work, Ara." I complimented. She chuckled. "He was just as easy as the other mission I have gone on." She replied before taking the cash in her bag and leaving with her coolers on.
Hearing his phone ringing he saw it was his personal guard, Augstin. "Boss, she is awake and is throwing tantrums." He complained. "I'm coming!." replying I went out.
Amara's pov
"You bloody bastard!! Let me go!" I yelled while trying to remove the rope that is tied around me. "Lady, you better be quiet if you don't want to be beheaded." A guy in an all-black dress said.
I looked around, trying to find something to help me in undoing the rope. There was a piece of the sharp blade on the ground. I got it with my toes and brought it to my mouth and to my hands, slowly rubbing it against the rope, breaking it open.
Getting up, I dusted myself and saw that the black outfit guy was looking at me. "Heyy!!." He yelled while moving towards me. I gripped the end of the blade, getting ready to sway it at him.
"Don't come near me if you don't want me to sway this blade at you." I threaten in a bold voice. "Let me see." He dared me, making a smirk run through my lips. I aimed the blade and threw it perfectly as the blade pierced through his arm, making his right arm halt.
"See, I'm bad after all," I say before opening the door to see a lot of cell types of rooms with men tied while some were brutally bleeding. I ran through the corridor of the basement. That's when I saw 3 guys walking my way. I thought of running through them as fast as possible.
I run through them only to hear. "Vince, she is running!." "She also knocked out Augstin." Shit, I will kill whoever said that. I opened the door to enter a big mansion type of thing. I could feel someone was chasing me behind.
I ran into a few corridors and thought he would leave me but I was wrong. I felt he was closer to me. Feeling someone pulling my hair, "Arghh!." I hissed in pain.
"Where do you think you're going?" I heard a manly voice say. I turned around to see it was the guy who said I didn't even know her yesterday when I was gun pointed.
Trying to punch him with my hand, but he blocked it. Shit, he knows to fight! He tried to return a punch when I blocked it, giving him a kick in his balls making him fall to the ground. I ran, only to fall to the ground with my face hitting. He caught my ankles and pulled me closer to him while I fought with him.
Hovering above me, he pinned my hands on top of my head. " Heyy!! Leave me." I yelled while trying to get out of his grip. "I saved your life yesterday and you're being such an ungrateful brat." he roared in my face.
"Did I ask you to save me!!." I yelled at him, maintaining eye contact. "Let me go," I whisper, looking to the side, he released my hands. We stayed quiet for some time until I quietly grabbed the nearby glass vase trying to smash it on his head.
He grabbed my hand. I let go of the vase before kicking on his stomach. He groaned and I used this opportunity to run away. Finally, it worked! Nobody is chasing me back. I heard a loud bang noise before I felt a sickening pain in my leg.
I looked at my leg while holding my leg. It pained me a lot more than the abuse I got from the boarding school. I look with teary eyes to see shiny black shoes. "Vince will be satisfied." He says with a smirk on his face before hitting me on my head with the end of the gun. It hurted badly making me pass out.
