Sold To The Mafia King

Chapter 10

Just besides me as I turned to check for a better hiding spot, a girl dropped dead right there. Shot on the head as she was trying to run and look for a place to hide.

The world felt cold immediately.

Memories of my childhood began to flood in.

Faster than I thought it would happen.

Faster than I could even control it.

I felt my fingers and legs begin to stiffen. It was like I was trapped in that position.

The screams and echoes around me had gone all blur and the voice in my head was the cry and screams from my mother begging and pleading for mercy that they speared her.

I was still in that position when Lydia touched my arms and drew me further back the sofa to hide better.

“Hey… heyyyy” she called me. “Eve…” she shook me till I finally blinked. “You are fine. You hear me. We'd get out of this together. Do you hear me”.

My mouth still felt heavy to speak. The best I could do was just nod my head endlessly to show her I heard what she said.

We stayed in that position till the noise gradually began to die off slowly only the men from the door were the ones talking.

Lydia took a sneak over the sofa but immediately came back to hiding.

“Wh… what's going on out there”. I half whispered to her.

The music in the background was also quiet but still played lightly, an Italian song I couldn't care about.

“I don't know!” She whispered.

That was when I snuck my head out of the sofa peeping then I saw some of the men from the party kneeling with their hands up while the men from outside seized their guns from their.

Half of the other guys from the party laid died and wasted on the floor. With the girls from the club, laying in crooked positions, also dead.

But nobody cared about us. After all we were for entertainment and their pleasure. And most of us were here to sell our bodies.

The guys from outside kept checking the bodies laying on the floor for important stuffs or something I didn't know.

Where they thieves?

Or

“Boss…” one of the men called out. “Here we found the man. He still has a pulse”

As I was still there peeping, a familiar figure in black leather jacket, walked in. Hands in his front pocket with a blunt in his mouth.

Alonzo???

My eyes widened in both surprise and horror.

Was he the one who gave such orders.

Was he…. Was he their boss???

Fuck!

I was in a mess.

I quickly went back to my bent position trying to hide even further as I used my palms to hold my lips and nose.

I didn't want to make a sound that could give hint that people were here hiding.

I didn't want him to see me.

Maybe I was finally free from him and he had forgotten me, and even gotten a new toy somewhere.

I didn't care but one thing I knew was that, I'd be damned if I he saw me here.

“Pick him up”. His thick alpha male voice, resonated through the room as he gave his order.

I didn't hear any other voice just the little groan from the almost dead man as they picked him up I guess.

Then shuffled movement of others as the started moving out.

But I guess the devil was not done playing tricks with me, because that was when a cellphone besides me rang loudly.

Oh my God!

Who the f**k had this?

“Get that” Alonzo spoke.

By this time sweat had started dripping hard down my back and in my palm as I kept holding my mouth.

The steps came closer and closer and closer till he got to the sofa.

He picked up the phone quietly, and just when I thought he hadn't seen me, and was about to go back, he pointed me his gun.

“Get up” the guy in black hat, dressed like a cow boy, commanded.

Now I knew I was beyond f****d up.

I was back to my very big fear.

I quietly stood up with Lydia by my side, shaking like she knew our life was about to end.

He kept pointing the gun at us, commanding us to start moving.

We moved towards the way that he came. And that was to his boss.

Alonzo!!!

I didn't think he knew who I was as I kept walking towards him till i stood in front of him waiting anxious for his next others.

It's either I'm dying tonight or my deal with him is renewed.

“The alley girl. Wow wow wow” he said then puffed another smoke into my face as he stood up to access me.

“Guess even the gods has decided we meet again then”.

I didn't say a word. I just stood there frozen to the ground, even scarred to breath. My palms were shaky and so f*****g cold. The sweat had dried up by it felt like my fingers were deeped into a bucket filled with ice.

Lydia looked at me with eye that screamed that she judged me. Questions dancing in each eyes like.

You knew this murderer?

Alley?

Did you both meet in an alley?

I saw it all but I pretend. I wasn't going to say or tell anything.

“Move her to the car. Tell Fernando to take her back with the others”.

Then he turned to leave.

Lydia’s fingers immediately curled around me.

Grabbing the skin out of my arm.

I knew it was a desperate move, infact she was scarred.

I turned to look at her. Worry clearly written on her face.

I knew I couldn't leave her here. Even if we weren't that close but we had worked together and she has been the most caring than all the other girls.

So Immediately, I screamed out. I didn't care if it sounded desperate or something, I just knew I had to say something before he left.

“No. No. I'm not leaving without her” to my surprise he paused.

He stood still like my words did something to him.

I knew he didn't like his orders to be questioned or challenged and I didn't care if he was going to punish me later, but I couldn't let her die out here.

I had to do something.

He turned around. Those blue cold eyes squinting in furry as he walked back to me.

“You dare go against my words again???”

Every word that left his mouth was like honey dipped in salt.

Lovely voice but furry beneath that voice.

I shivered with fear.

And even the people close by, I knew they felt it.

With one step after another, slowly he walked up to me. Me sizing and watching every of my f*****g reaction.

Tears had started to drip down my eyes because at this point I knew he wouldn't mind putting a bullet in my head to prove his point.

I went down to my knees, shoulders still shaking and vibrating from the fear of being the next to die.

“Please, please I'm begging. Take her along with me please….”

He didn't say a just stood there watching as my head was bent down immediately.