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Flashback

7 Years Ago

Megan Pov

"Down! Everybody down!" Loud shots rang out, throughout the warehouse.

I dived to the floor, hiding behind a couch. A smoke grenade went off causing the whole place to be filled with smoke.

"Watch out it's the Killer Bee!" I heard a bunch of men shout. Multiple shots went off after that. I heard bodies dropping left and right.

The boss told me things like this would come with this life.

Like the dumb eighteen year old I am. I got up and attempted to get out of this place. It was smoke everywhere and I could barely see.

As I was walking I felt someone grab me and something cold being pressed against my back. "Take me to the boss little bitch." I heard an accented man say in my ear.

I tried to fight out of his hold but he was strong. "I-I don't know where he is...please let me go.." I begged.

"I'll let you go straight to heaven if you don't bring me to him." He gritted. Tears flooded my eyes as I felt him press the gun harder against my back.

God please don't let me die.

"Tell me-" Blood splattered all over my face as his head literally exploded.

What. The. Fuck.

I stood in shock as his body plummeted to the floor. "You alright?" My head snapped up and I saw the lady with the mask. Her honey blonde hair was still the only thing you could see besides her hazel eyes.

"Y-yea...h-how did you...I-" I pointed to his body so she could catch what I was trying to say.

".500 S&W Magnum bullets, and pre-fragmented bullets. They do some serious damage." She said, waving the gun around. Her voice is so smooth...like honey.

She still can't see my face as I started wearing a mask as well because drug demand has gone up and I don't need to be caught up.

"I'll get you out of here it's not safe for a pretty girl like you." I widened my eyes hearing her say that. How would she know if I was pretty??

She hasn't even seen my face.

"I have...my father shows me all the people that work for him. You're beautiful." She said while guiding me to the exit.

Is she flirting?

"I- um...thank you.." I said shyly.

I had a question though.

"Why do you have a mask on all the time you're here?" I question.

"Being the cartel owners daughter is a lot. Enemies always tend to go for the children so we don't show our faces." Oh...that makes sense.

"Ok...that makes sense I guess." I said, shrugging my shoulders. I kinda wanna see her face though.

"You sound like you wanna see...do you?" What's the hurt in that?

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