Love under the shadow of power/ Kylian Mbappé

Chapter 10: Are you worth it?

An overwhelming sense of panic washes over me as I awaken from unconsciousness. The cold water surrounds me, and I can hardly breathe as I struggle to free myself. My heart pounds wildly in my chest, and I am trapped in a fog of fear. I can feel the pressure around my neck, dragging me further down.

In a desperate reflex, I fight against the hand that holds me tightly. "Let me go!" I want to scream, but my voice barely rises above the water that rushes into my mouth. I bubble and struggle, but everything around me seems blurred, as if everything is melting in a damp dream.

With all my strength, I try to kick out at the figure drowning me. It's an uncontrolled kick, and I hit it somewhere on thr body. it stumbles back and falls to the ground, and the pressure around my neck eases. I blink through the water as I gasp for air. I turn around and see a dark-skinned woman lying on the floor, her eyes flashing with anger and despair. Suddenly, she crawls quickly toward me and pulls my feet down. In a desperate reflex, I start flailing with my feet as if trying to escape her grip. Tears well up in my eyes.

"Leave me alone!" I plead, desperately trying to break free. her hands are tightly wrapped around my ankles, and I can barely control the panic rising inside me. The pressure of shock and fear overwhelming me is suffocating.

Suddenly, the door bursts open with a loud crash, and Mbappé stands in the doorway, his eyes wide with shock. "Eliah! What are you doing?! How could you do this?!" The horror in his voice hits me like a slap in the face.

The dark-skinned girl who just attacked me grins coldly as she gets back on her feet. "You know how it works in this business. Whoever pays more, I work for them. Your mom's offer was just better than yours."

"We were childhood friends! Are you betraying me for money?!" Mbappé shouts, and I see the pain in his eyes. "I trusted you! But everyone reaps what they sow!" Without warning, Mbappé suddenly pulls out a gun and shoots at the woman. The shot echoes in the small restroom, freezing everything around us. I can hardly grasp what has just happened.

"What are we going to do with the body?" I ask in a panic, the thought of the police driving me mad. "I'm too young to go to jail!"

"Don't worry about the body," Mbappé says calmly, and the cold tone of his voice sends chills through my veins. "My buddys will take care of it."

"Your buddys? Who are your buddys?" I can't hide the confusion and anger bubbling inside me. "And don't think I've forgotten that you left me alone with a murderer!"

"What was I supposed to do? You were unresponsive!" he retorts, his eyes now filled with concern. "After our long journey from France to Spain, I thought you might need new clothes. That's why I called her, to change yourclothes."

"I'm sorry about today," he murmurs as emotions wash over me. My head is spinning with thoughts and questions I can't articulate.

Kylian takes my hand and pulls me out of the restroom. As we reach the car, he suddenly stops and looks me directly in the eyes.

"I really need to tell you something important," he says seriously, and I feel tension building up inside me. "It's urgent, and we need to clear this up as soon as possible."

I look at him questioningly, the confusion in my head turning into nervousness. "What do you mean?"

He takes a deep breath. "We need to get married."

"What? Get married? with you???
You can't be serious!" My voice is full of disbelief and outrage.
"Do you really think I would marry someone like you?"

"Why not?"

I interrupt him, anger rising within me. "I won't forget what you did a few years ago in Sweden. You slept with a woman, and she sued you! But then it turned out she dropped the case. Did you bribe her? Or did your family threaten her?"

He tries to protest, but I won't let him finish. "Your entire French football team acts like that, right? You throw parties with naked women and think it's normal to sleep with women just because you're famous and rich. For all I know, how many women have you slept with? I want nothing to do with a man like you!"

His face turns serious, his eyes boring into mine. "It's not just about me; it's about you too. My mother will never leave you alone. If you don't marry me, she will send people to get rid of you."

"I don't need your protection and I don't want a man like you!" I shout angrily. "You have tarnished my honor and that of many women!"