Saved By Him

Chapter 1

Isabella Rose

"Shit" I mutter to myself, as I turn around only to see the Russian men getting closer. Why did I decide to go get some dessert in the middle of the night. Damn I'm stupid.

"Get back here" one of them shouts. I will show them what it means to mess with me.

I reach into my jacket's pocket for my pocket knife. Where the heck is it? "Fuck me" I say annoyed, realising I forgot it.

I never leave without some sort of protection. I guess I thought I lost track of the Russians. Clearly not. Those fucking dogs are following me everywhere I go.

Stopping to fight them using my fists wasn't an option. I wasn't stupid enough to think that I could take on all ten armed and trained men. Like does it look like I'm wonder woman.

If I keep running, maybe I could lose them.

I run into an alleyway, quickly regretting it as I realise it's a dead end, all three brick walls blocking any sort of escape.

However, as I look at the end of it, a figure starts becoming more and more visible. It looks like a man, although I can't see his face with his hat lowered on his head.

He leans against the wall, a lit cigarette between his fingers. His whole appearance screams danger, but who was I kidding. Everyone was a threat to me. I trust no one.

I'm probably overreacting. Perhaps he's just a normal man, smoking randomly in this alleyway, late at night.

Just then I think of a great idea. Maybe I could use him to get away. After all, you got to do what you got to do, in order to survive.

This world is like a game. Some lose and some win. And my time of losing was over.

Anyway, he should be grateful that he's going to be a sacrifice. He's guaranteed to go heaven. Or not.

By now I was so close to him, and I could hear the Russian men getting closer. But even with all this shouting and chaotic scenery, he didn't look up. Is he deaf?

Fuck it. "Help me please, I'm being chased by some thugs" I fake cry out desperately. He slowly looks up, and through the puffs of smoke, his face starts becoming more and more clear.

His brown eyes connect with mine, staring into my soul. His brown hair could be seen from under his hat, and even with his nicely shaped beard, his strong jawline was visible. There was no denying how handsome this man was with his strong masculine features.

I take a step back as he leans off the wall, his height increasing even more. His face was oddly familiar, which was what scared me the most. And I don't get scared often. Not after what I've been through.

He takes a step towards me and I quickly regain my confidence without showing it. I have to continue this façade of being a weak, innocent girl. Especially until I figure out who he is. Damn my memory.

I hear the men stop behind us, and for some reason I hear a few gasps. However I don't dare to turn around, maintaining the strong eye contact I was having with this handsome stranger.

"Look, we don't want any trouble. Not today" one of the Russian men say. Huh. What does he mean by 'Not today'? Who is this man?

"Yeah. We just want to take this girl and then we will leave this county" another speaks up. Well good luck with that dumb shit, I'm not going anywhere with you.

Hold on a second. Country? As in Italy? Oh no.

Without a warning, he takes out a gun from his long black coat and aims it behind me. Ten shots are heard, and then silence. It doesn't a genius to know if they are alive or not, but still I turn around to look behind me.

As expected, all ten bodies lay on the ground, blood oozing out all of their foreheads.

I didn't need any more evidence to confirm my suspicion. His identity was so clear now, I internally mocked myself for not realising him sooner.

The Italian Mafia leader. Valentino Moretti.

Just fucking great.

First chapter completed! What did you guys think of it?

Any improvements?

I can't lie, I'm actually excited to write this book because I have so many ideas and scenes I really wanna include.

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