𝑬𝒏𝒛𝒐'𝒔 𝑪𝒂𝒑𝒕𝒊𝒗𝒆

Chapter -50, I saw the devil

ALORA'S POV:-

My eyes widened in horror.

My feet immediately started to falter back. This man all over screamed danger. I never thought I would meet him face to face, in a situation like this nonetheless.

"What are you doing?? We need to leave!!" Esme shouted in panic as she abruptly grabbed my hand and dragged me away.

I once again started to run, wherever my feet's and Esme took me. My mind was blank, heart pounding. Fear creeping up to me like a dark horrible shadow.

"Here! The door is open!" Linda called out, when she finally got an unlocked door. We hurriedly scurried inside while more of Dante's men chased after us.

Luckily we were fast enough to get inside and lock the door immediately. A sigh of relief left Linda and Esme's lips once they were assured that we are safe.

Loud thumps shook the door, but it quickly quieted down. Esme slumped to the floor, sliding down the wall she was leaning against.

"My feet hurts" she winched in pain, her ankle was bright red. "You probably sprained your ankle, but was too busy to notice it" I said.

Her eyes slowly started to water. "What's even happening here" she cried out, her eyes couldn't hold back the tears she tried hard to held in for so long.

She covered her face with her palms as she broke down in tears. "It's just too frustrating and scary" her voice broke my heart.

It made me want to cry as well. All of us here are trying our hardest to survive, even though this is the first time we got caught up in a situation like this, we tried our best to do everything we can just to get out of their hands.

I bit down on my cheeks and fisted my hands tightly to stop myself from crying out as well. I can't fall weak when there are people still fighting out.

My mind suddenly wandered off to Enzo, the scene of him getting hit by a stool replayed in my mind. I started to feel restless, tears flooding my eyes. I couldn't even confirm if he was alright as I suddenly got distracted by Dante's sudden appearance.

My eyes watered as thousands of bad thoughts started to swarm my mind like a giant tornado.

I want to see him. Run my hand over his face to look out for any injuries. I miss him so desperately that I am even ready to sacrifice my life to go out of this room and take just take one glimpse of him, to make sure that he is doing okay, that is he is fine.

A sudden bang on the door made me jolt in fear. A series of banging on the door and sounds of gun shots followed by. The door horribly shook for the banging.

Esme who was wailing in Linda's arm got scared as well. I broke out of my thoughts and started to look around the room. Just because of my own selfishness I can't risk their lives as well.

I scanned my eyes around the room and found nothing except a huge black board hanging on the wall with innumerable numbers of bdsm tools on it.

I dashed to that board and desperately started to search for at least one thing that might be useful. Groaning in frustration I started to pick out the items and started to throw it all over the room.

I am frustrated, sad, disappointed at myself for being so weak.

"Alora that's enough! There's nothing here" Linda spoke.

I can feel her soft eyes staring at me sadly. I know I am looking pathetic, but at this point nothing matters. I don't want Enzo to take another risk for me when he is already struggling to deal with his own problems.