Aliyah’s p.o.v
From the corner of my eyes I had seen the guy pull out his gun and without thinking, I quickly pulled out Ottavio's gun. On the floor the man's blood pooled. My hand trembled not because this is the first time I killed but because I had just saved the man who I ought to kill.
The gun slipped out of my hand. “Mi amor, you saved my life,” Brown pulled me into his hold,harsh and unpleasant. “You put yourself at risk and saved my life.” His breath found my face but I wasn't the least comforted.
I needed a hug, one with warmth that would make me safe. My eyes drifted to meet Ottavio's and for some reasons, his lips was pressed in a thin line, anger sweeping through him like waves.
I had avoided him for calling me Brown's possession only because it was starting to look like t
