The Contract

Chapter 6

~XAVIER ALONSO~

We walk to the car after the not so shocking news Aurora got about having a mole in her mafia. There's no point in saying it isn't hers since she runs it more than Antonio. I see that he cares and loves his sister.

I open the passenger door for Aurora, not knowing what I'm doing. She hesitantly looks at me and then gets in. I hear a quiet 'thank you' before closing the door and getting in the drivers side.

We get to my house. "Where are we?" She gets out and looks around. "My house," I shake my head. "I mean our house." She nods moving to the trunk of the car. She opens it reaching for her suitcases. "Puedo llevarlos, tú entras."
Puedo llevarlos, tú entras: I can take them, you go inside.

"What?" She gives me a confused look. Right, forgot she didn't speak Spanish. I take the key of the house out of my jeans pocket and hand it to her, "Go inside, I'll take those." She takes the keys out my hand and heads toward the door unlocking it and keeping it open for me.

I take the suitcases out, close the trunk and head inside. "We'll sleep in the same room," She turns her head towards me so sharply she almost broke her neck. "No, we won't." "We will, it's in the contract." She rolls her eyes.

That's my job.

Xavier, shut up.

"Fine." Is all i get.

I walk upstairs go in our room and leave the suitcases there. I hear Aurora walk in behind me.

"Unpack. Take a shower do whatever. I'm going out. Have things to take care of and I won't be back until later tonight." She nods.

"Okay." A simple answer. Okay. Okay. Okay. I keep repeating the word in my head as i make my way to my car.

Aurora Reynolds

He left me alone all day. With nothing to do. I unpacked in fifteen minutes, took a shower and now i have nothing to do. It's been hours since i've arrived and he left. It's almost eleven. I'm annoyed and frustrated.

My stomach grumbles. Not hungry. I go in the kitchen and grab a glass of water. I sit on the stool behind the kitchen island. My eyelids feel heavy. I should probably go to sleep.

I get up, place the empty glass of water in the sink and head upstairs. I get in bed, getting comfortable under the covers. I close my eyes and slowly drift off to sleep.

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I wake up to a loud noise downstairs. I grab the gun from under my pillow and slowly make my way downstairs. Making sure i'm quiet as a mouse. I hear something like glass break. I walk in the kitchen ready to shoot whoever is intruding only to find Xavier. Cleaning what i can see a broken whiskey glass.

I put my gun down and walk to him. He reeks of alcohol. I scrunched my face at the smell. "Get up, I'll clean this up. Sit on the sofa in the living room." He gets up and walks towards the living room almost falling with every step he took.

I bent down cleaning the broken pieces of glass. I wince at the sudden pain in my palm. Shit. I cut myself, it's really deep. I hear someone walking towards the kitchen. Probably Xavier. "I told you to sit in the living room." I stand up only to find a masked man standing on the other side of the kitchen island with a knife in his hand.

"You know who i am, so i'm going to give you a chance to leave." He doesn't say anything and moves towards me. I search for my gun out the corner of my eye. Where is it. I put it here somewhere.

He comes closer, jabbing the knife at me. I dodge and punch him in the face. My fist colliding with his nose, probably breaking it. Blood drips down his face but he doesn't back down.

He aimed the knife at me for a second time. This time getting me in the stomach.
I wince in pain.

Your dead.

He pulls back the knife and I go at him grabbing his arm and twisting it and breaking it. "You bitch!" He hisses out in pain.

"Shouldn't have messed with me, fucker." I take the knife out his hand and go to slit his throat not seeing he had a gun in his other hand. Just as i slit his throat a gunshot fired. He fell to the floor as unbearable pain shot up my leg. Fuck.

I could barely walk. Xavier comes in the room. Still wobbling. I glance at the body on the floor. Lifeless as ever. I limp to Xavier.

"Let's get you to bed." I take his hand, putting it around my shoulder. "You're hurt." He mumbles.

"It's nothing." We get to the bedroom and i sit him on the bed. "Lift your hands." He does. I take the hem off his shirt and pull it up, i wince in pain. Clenching my teeth i continue and get the shirt off him. "You okay?" He asks, i just nod.

"Lay back, I'm going to take off your shoes." He lays down and i take off his left shoe. I can't stand. I feel numb and nauseous. I take off the other shoe. "Sleep."

I take my phone from the nightstand and head in the hallway, closing the door behind me. I slide down the wall and sit down on the floor. Not feeling my leg anymore. Everything hurts. My head is pounding. I see dark spots appearing in my vision.

I unlock my phone. Clicking the first contact that comes in view. Not reading the caller ID. Just answer, please.

After two rings whoever i was calling answered. "Aurora?" I hear a deep, sleepy voice call my name. I know that voice. My vision starts to blur. More black dots appearing.

"Help m-"

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Author's note

Thanks for reading and for the support. This chapter was short but hope you enjoyed it. I know you're wondering what's going to happen in the next chapter so am i. Sorry for any mistakes, English isn't my first language. Sorry for any wrong translations guyss.

See ya guys and love yaa❤️

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