Dark Romance | Mafia

Chapter Four

Stella's POV:

I waited for the impact, but it didn't come. Lowering my hand, I saw another hand gripping the rod, stopping it from striking me. My eyes followed the hand up to its owner. The same blue eyes stared back at me with an intensity that made my knees buckle.

With one swift movement, he grabbed the rod from the bulky man and smashed it on his head. My scream echoed in the hallway, and I covered my eyes with my hands in horror.

BLOOD!

BLOOD!

BLOOD!

Lots of blood!

Panic rose inside me, and I shrieked repeatedly. Two hands held my arm tightly, lifting me harshly from the ground. My eyes met those perfectly sinful oceans again.

"AK!"

A man from behind said. The man with blue eyes, probably AK, lifted his hand and motioned the guy to go. He scurried away like a kitten. It was funny to see that well-built man fearing another guy. AK's eyes never left mine during all that silent conversation between him and his kitten.

My eyes widened as he started approaching me. His mouth moved to my ear, and he whispered in his groggy voice.

"Not a word about this to anyone. Otherwise, you know better."

His voice was muffled because of the mask covering his face. He released my arms, lifted his hands in the air, and started retreating. I watched him take the steps back and disappear in the shadows.

He was something, a truly something. One could know it easily by watching how he remains disguised, how people around him fear him and how he smashed a man's head with t--

Wait! The man!

My head whipped towards the floor where the man lay, but there was nothing, not even a single drop of blood. My hand went to my mouth in shock. Had it all been my imagination? Because watching the neat and clean area, it certainly seemed like. Yet, I am pretty sure it had all happened in real life.

"Stella!"

I turned to see Scar looking at me, a frown on her forehead.

"You dumb bitch! I have been searching for you for an hour."

She slapped my head, and I glared at her.

"What were you doing here?"

Her question took me back to the thing that happened earlier. What was I doing here? And why was I following him?

"Hey! Stella?"

Scar snapped her fingers in front of my face.

"Huh?!"

I asked, still feeling a bit lost.

"I asked you, what you were doing here?"

Scar, now fully irritated with me.
And the warning rang clear in my head.

Not a word about this to anyone. Otherwise, you know better.

"I was just roaming around. Come, let's go. "

Grabbing her hand, I pulled her with me to the party.

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"Hey Sam. Hey Scar," I greeted them, dropping my bag onto the table with a sigh of relief. Sam raised an eyebrow at me.

"girl, you're late," he teased, crossing his arms with a smirk.

I flashed a sheepish grin. "Yeah, kind of," scratching the back of my neck awkwardly.