Billionaire Obsession

Chapter 7

Alessia's POV:

Kelsy Hart is an angel in disguise.
After my last shift for the weekend, I came home and was treated to a hot chocolate and an evening of relaxation. Kelly made me one of her special not-so-difficult-to-cook dishes: eggs and bread with this special sandwich of hers. She adds random ingredients and fortunately it tastes amazing. I slept for about six hours after my three o'clock shift.

I woke up to a grumbling stomach at about nine and much to my dismay, I didn't find Kelly at home. However, I did find a note that said,
Hey Al! You're probably hungry but there's nothing at home. Sorry. I swear I'll go grocery shopping tomorrow! Just order something for tonight, please. I'm at Jack's house. Call me if you need anything. Kelly.

I sigh, we've been eating take-out for the past three days. I didn't feel like eating some more again today. I didn't want to go and eat at a restaurant alone either, I always feel self-conscious when I sit alone
I guess I'd have to go grocery shopping alone right now if I wanted to eat something.

I walk to the bathroom and splash some water on my face. I grab a hair tie from the stand and put my hair in a high ponytail. I walk out and exchange my shorts for a pair of jeans and slip onto a pair of vans. I take my phone from the nightstand and walk out of the apartment after locking the door.

I'm craving some pasta, that would be my dinner.

The nearest grocery store is two blocks away, a ten-minute walk. I plug my earphones in and play my current jam- Out of My Hands. Humming along to the song, I make my way to the grocery store.

It's pretty cold today, goosebumps cover my skin and I silently curse myself for not bringing a jacket. I fasten my pace, my foot smacking against the cemented footpath. The streets are not crowded, except for a few youngsters walking around with a bunch of spray paints, an old couple walking slowly with their hands held tight, and a few middle-aged men and women.

She can see the red neon-lit sign of the grocery store- Lindsay's. I take long strides, desperate to reach the store and buy my dinner.
The store isn't empty, I can see a handful of people scattered across the store and as I walk in, I'm greeted with a tired smile by the cashier. I return the smile and walk away to the isle to buy my ingredients.

I'm browsing through the cereal section when I feel a presence behind me. I shrug it off by assuming that it's just a person searching for some cereals, but boy was I wrong.
Chills run down my body and I stiffen as I feel pressure on my lower back. I can feel the pressure intensify, as a cool metal pressed against my back making my heart rate spike. Warm air hits the back of my neck and I crush the packet of Fruit Loops that are fisted in my palms.

"Hey, Alessia,"

I instantly recognise his voice- the burglar from the cafe.

My breathing intensifies and I can't think of anything else but the gun pressed to my back. The crunching of to fruit loops that I am unknowingly crushing fades away to the background, the only thing I can hear is his deep breaths right behind me and my heart racing trying to get out of its cage.

Ohmygod. Ohmygod. Ohmygod. I have a gun pressed to my back. A gun!

I am panicking, I don't know what to do. I might just die tonight.

"Remember me?" His sinister chuckle makes me shiver in a bad way and I feel goosebumps cover my body.

"What do you-"

"Shh," He whispers, his breath hitting my ear making the hai jors of my body stand straight. "I'll be the one asking the questions, got it?"