Salma
I tried so hard not to regret my decision but I failed miserably. I'm doing this for my family I kept repeating in my head, but the regret wouldn't just leave me.
My thoughts was pretty much the only sound in the limo as it was a pin drop silence, a very awkward one.
I shifted uncomfortably in my seat, clearing my throat now and then just to relieve the silence because I hated too much silence.
At my attempt to get more comfortable I accidentally hit my leg on a box that was under my seat which caused me to yelp suddenly in pain."Will you calm the f*^k down, your Presence alone is unnerving so quit squirming and relax because you won't be able to once you leave your homeland and into the lions den!" Louis snarled his eyes throwing daggers at me making me shrink in my seat.
I mumbled a sorry before my mind registered that he indeed said I'm going to soon be harboring in a lions den.
I couldn't relax at all, his words did no justice causing my anxiety to skyrocket.
Silent tears dropped from my eyes when I remembered I will never see my Babai and mamai again.
I hope they don't worry too much, I needed to do this because if I didn't my dear brother would be lifeless by now and I don't think I'm strong enough to take care of babai and mamai alone or to grieve the loss of my beloved brother.
No, it's best I did this. Besides No one would grieve Anyone's death nor would they be burdened by lack of money.The only good thing I think could come out from is that I won't die.
I hope.Hours passed an we finally reached an airplane hanger.
Louis jumped out of the car and rounded it to my side opening the door and yanking me out.
I couldn't even stand on my feet making me fall on my face.I was emotionally exhausted...
"Dio mio e se riuscissi a prendermi?, will you get the fuck up or should I drag you by your hair?"{Oh my God, what have I gotten myself into}
He snarled running his fingers through his hair as if frustrated by me.
I mentally scoffed, I should be the one frustrated!I only nodded and tried to get up. Once on my feet, turned abruptly and started walking and I followed silently.
His long strides were no match for me due to my short legs making me jog along.He stopped once we reach an airplane, it was smaller then the usual one my very beautiful. I've never been this close to one before.
I brushed my fingers discreetly on the body of the plane feeling the cool metal against my skin.
I sighed in contentment as my skin as been burning ever since I left my home.
I desperately need to feel cold so I checked around for Louis and saw him talking to a man who I assume is the pilot in Italian.
Discreetly, I spread my hands on the plane placing my face on it making the cold spread through my body.
I shivered making goosebumps explode on my skin.
I closed my eyes loving the feeling however it was short lived as a thick voice snapped me out of my short lived enjoyment.
"What are you doing?" He asked cocking a brow at me.
I shook my head and he sighed rolling his eyes and gestured his hands for me to follow and I did.
The stairs to the plane declined and I was amazed.
Kudos to technologyHe climbed up the stairs and I followed behind like a dog following his owner . After all he did own me
I almost gasped out loud as I took in the interior of the plane, it was looking so posh and it screamed luxury.
Never have I seen something like this in real life.
I was amazed and I felt out of place. I even almost forgot that I'm still in Albania.I sighed for the hundredth time remembering I'll be leaving my life behind.
I'm going to miss my parents, my brother .
I'm going to miss my new friends in school
Oh my God Saad, I brought out the key holder he gave me .
I'm never going to see any of them again.
My thoughts got interrupted when Louis appeared and took a seat on one of the seats near the window bring out a laptop and just like that he was in work mode.
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Bound to the Don
RomansaA desperate sacrifice, a heart of stone, and a love that dare not speak its name." Book Description: In a world where poverty and desperation reign, 17-year-old Salma's life is a constant struggle. Orphaned by circumstance, bullied by her peers, and...