Chapter 2

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Ellie's POV
Out of breath, I reached for my back pocket trying to find my phone.
"Shit." I mumbled under my breath.
"What?" Demetri questioned.
"I can't find my phone." I replied as I bent down to look for it. I felt something slap my ass and I knew it was Demetri, that sick fuck. Demetri is my "fiancé" it's an arranged marriage and I fucking hate him. I've thought about running but my father would find me. My father is the leader of of the 2nd best mafia in the world. We're the Russian mafia. The first best is the Italian mafia.
"Let's go back I'll buy you a new one." Demetri whispered in my ear. I knew he only wanted to go back so we could fuck and I wasn't feeling it.
"No, I don't want a new one." I stood up. I let out a little scream as Demetri grabbed me by my ponytail and started to drag me back to the estate.
"What the fuck are you doing let me go!"
Demetri's POV
I grabbed the little bitches ponytail and led her back to the estate. What can I say? I'm horny and she's hot.
"What the fuck are you doing let me go!" She yelped.
"Shut up." I growled back. See, Ellie likes to play mind games with me and tease me because she knows it pisses me off. She hates me and I know she does but she can't get away. She will never get away she's mine and she will always be mine.

Ellie's POV
Just as we entered the estate, a beautiful 5 story mansion, I elbowed Demetri in the balls and socked his face, knocking him out.
"That's what you get you sick bastard." I yelled and walked off to my bedroom, leaving him there. Now's your chance leave, now.
"Fuck it." I whispered. I went to my closet, got a bag, stuffed it full of clothes and my toothbrush and zipped it close. Walking to the window I pushed open and looked down. That's a long drop. I braced myself for the jump and suddenly I felt like I was flying, then it hurt.

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