Ghost from the present (18+)

Prologue.

Her POV:

Panting and sweating I urge my legs to go even faster, dashing through the streets of New Orleans. Although it's still early in the morning and the sun has only barely risen, the streets are still full of people, mostly drunk ones. It truly is a city of music, with even at this hour street artists playing their music at each corner and people partying around the clock.
But underneath it all? There is a much more grim world, with darkness lurking around each corner.

Sometimes I wish I could live a dream such as these drunk imbeciles, not worrying about anything and just enjoying life. But no... I only wanted one quiet morning, instead, Kizzy got fucking KIDNAPPED!

As I run forward I think back to what happened just minutes prior. It all happened so fast that everything seems a big blur. I know who he was... But what the hell did he want with Kizzy?
''Luca'll explain." That was all he said before he literally picked her up and dashed away carrying her over his shoulder with him. I was too damn stupefied by the whole scenario to do anything. My reaction time was a fucking joke, which isn't like me at all.

'I swear! If that idiot is to blame ...I'm gonna make sure he can never use that manhood of his,
ever again..'

I mutter angrily. Letting my anger fuel my pace making me run even faster. Just a little longer, I'm almost there! Although I've got a lot of stamina, I'm sure I must've run a fair amount of distance in record time and I can start to feel my muscles start to contract as they're slowly burning up. Panting I dash left around the corner and to my relief I finally see the large mansion I'm so desperately trying to get to.

As I get to the entrance of the gate I see two men guarding outside. Fortunately one of the men notices me running towards them and recognizes me, letting me pass through immediately. A part of me is glad because I'm in such a hurry, but another part of me is seriously freaked out by this! This is starting to turn into a problem... I promised myself, in the beginning, I wouldn't get involved with that asshole. But his personal watchdogs already know my face well enough to let me through without even asking questions. He's getting way too close for comfort!

I'm too caught up in my thoughts to notice I'm almost at the entrance until I see Luca in front of the house talking with a woman. I quickly slow down my pace and come to a halt once I notice how they're both dressed. The woman looks around my age and the dress she's wearing is all wrinkly and her blonde curly hair is a big mess. As for Luca, he's wearing a pair of sweatpants, lowly hanging on his hips, and a loose see-through jacket. Along with a pair of sunglasses to block out the morning sun, probably a hangover, and his hair is disheveled part of it covered with the hoodie from his jacket. He looks like he just got out of bed after one hell of a night... Unintentionally my eyes glance over his well-built body and I can't help but gulp, damn even now he's a sight for sore eyes, I quickly look back up at them. Crossing both my arms as I wonder what's going on between them. Why do I act like I am getting jealous? I ask myself quickly shaking my head. Fuck! I swear before I roll my eyes and slowly make my way to the staircase in front of the house. They're both discussing something with a serious face, just as their conversation becomes audible I hear the woman spitting some words to Luca I didn't expect to hear at all, stopping me dead in my tracks.

'Well, Karma is a bitch.'

For a split second, I freeze and my eyes open wide with astonishment. What did I ever do to her?! Quickly regaining my composure I start jogging up the stairs as I open my mouth and snap angrily towards the woman who still has her back turned to me.