MAFIOSO

#04

"Stop there."

She kept her back to him and held her hands in a fist. She squeezed her eyes close in fear.

"Who are you looking at? I'm talking to you." His deep low voice shook her and made her heartbeat increase but she remained silent.

"Hey! I'm f**king talking to you," he increased his voice a little bit but it was still low.

Ella spun around towards him and kept her head down. She saw his well-structured black oxford shoes and she squeezed her eyes close.

"You're getting on my nerves. Look at me when I'm talking to you." He sounded angry and frustrated.

Ella opened her eyes and looked up at him, but the sharpness of his dark green eyes made her look down at her hands.

He took a few steps towards her and placed his hand on her chin then pulled them to look at him, "where is the phone?"

Ella widened her eyes in fear. She didn't know if she should sh*t on herself or cry out because of his sharp eyes that were into hers or because of the fact that he knew she was videoing all along.

"I-I d-don't know what you're talking about," she looked away from his eyes nervously and took a step backward making his hand drop from her chin.

"Hey, lady, I have no interest in beating women but if I'm f**king annoyed imma beat the shit out of you," he said sharply and took a step back to her. "Give me the damn phone."

"I do have my phone with me but it's dead and besides, there's nothing in it. I've deleted the video!" She burst out with tears in her eyes.

The man hissed out in annoyance and he pulled her bag away from her and dumped the whole thing on the floor. He bent down and rubbed his hand on the things as he searched for her phone. Then he saw it; He picked it up and stood up. He looked down at her and gave her a tight mocking smile then he slammed the phone on the floor making her move away as she held her ears in fear only for her to fall on the floor as she tripped.

The man stomped his foot on the phone and now, it was fully broken. He smirked in satisfaction and looked back at her. She was looking at her now broken phone in shock. He bent down at her and whispered, "next time, don't be f**king noisy, or else, you will really die." And like that, he walked away and out of her sight.

"HEY!!!"

Ella couldn't hold it. She yelled at him and managed to stand up on her feet.

The man hissed and ran to her to shush her. "Keep your f**king mouth shut," he whispered and his eyes searched around them.

Ella slapped his hands off, "why would you break the phone when you can simply delete the video without breaking it?" She glared at him with anger in her eyes.

The man's eyes filled with amusement as he stared down at her, "are you angry?" He chuckled.

Ella hissed and looked away from him with annoyance, she looked back and yelled, "you're-"

She was interrupted by the sight of a gun on her. She shut her mouth in an instant.

"Look, I'm not f**king joking here. I could blow your head off if I want. So shut the f**k off," he looked down at her with a gun placed on her temple.

He was interrupted by the sound of the police siren. He pressed his palms over her mouth and pulled her into the bush with him. He held her shoulder and look over her shoulders and up to the road. The bush was doing a good job to hide them but it wasn't enough. He hissed and looked back at her but was shocked as she fell into his arms. He looked down at her face and it looks like she fainted.

"The f**k?"

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