Forced Love?

"oh, amore. Where do you think you're going, and without your husband too?" I hear a husky voice that I never thought I'd hear again, making the blood in my body run cold. Fuck. He found me. The ring. It's a tracker.

Why the fuck haven't I thought of that sooner? I slowly turn around to see that it's actually him. His annoyingly perfect face that I wanted to punch.

I started to back away, turned around and ran into the woods across the road. But I was too slow. He caught up with me and pinned me down on the floor, him on top off me.

"Don't try this shit with me again, princess." He says between gritted teeth while caressing my cheek, sending shivers down my spine. "Let me go." I say, trying to push him away from me, but it doesn't work. "I'm afraid I can't do that, love. You cost me 10 million." He says, running his nose along my jawline, humming 'I love you.' I notice a black shiny thing attached to his back pocket.

He kisses my neck for a few seconds before getting up from me and helping me up as well. I wrap my hands around his waist before looking him in the eye. He snakes his hands around my lower back.

"So you love me?" I say, fluttering my eyelashes at him. "You have no idea how much, il mio mondo." He whispers into my ear before kissing my temple. I quickly grab the gun from his pocket and shoot his leg before dropping the gun and running.

I ran. I ran as fast as I can. I ran faster than the boys in p.e In the 6-8th grade.