•BOOK II OF THE ESZTAR SERIES•
"Esztar is falling."
Those were the words an invisible spy mumbled just a few minutes before his death. But no one knew the fall would be so hard that it will destroy everything and everyone who called them to be a par...
"Fine. Do as you please." I mumbled, not in the mood to make even the smallest of decisions like this one.
"Here you go, ma'am." He smiled, placing the glass with a tiny clink.
"You are so sweet. Why can't that douche Rafael be like you?" I sipped the cold liquid, feeling it burn down my throat.
"I for sure can't bitch about the Leader. He owns this place." He laughed.
Makes me want to burn this whole place down to ashes.
Sounds like a plausible idea to me.
I tried not to think about how's things changed dramatically from the last time I'd been here here. But I thought about it anyway. And then it clicked.
It knocked the living daylights out of me.
How could we be so blind! We just erased an entire focus demanding point from our minds.
I hastily reached out for my phone. Just then, a hand grabbed the Bruichlalalalaaa whiskey from my hand and slid it aside.
"Take that away." The middle aged stranger commanded the bar tender.
"Excuse you!" I gritted. "Who the fuck do you think you are to boss over me like that?"
"I'm not bossing over you, ma'am." He leaned in, however maintaining a decent distance. His stern gaze at the bar tender worked as a warning to leave us alone. " We need to leave. You're not safe out here."
I studied him intricately, wondering if I knew him from somewhere but I didn't. I was sure of it.
"Who are you?" I demanded.
I couldn't take his warning lightly. Travis tried to warn me about the same danger while I was about to leave but I didn't even hear him completely.
"We don't have time for that, ma'am."
"Why should I trust you?"
"I'm not here to take you away to some other place. I just need you to go home, that's it. It's not safe for you to be alone out here."
So not buying it. I wasn't a fool to fall for this trap. He sensed my hesitation and cast a cautious gaze around us.
"Travis sent me here." He whispered.
"So it's them! Oh god! So much drama for nothing." I rolled my eyes.
"No ma'am, it's not the boss or your brothers. It's Travis." He pressed.
His tone overtly conveyed those were two different things which we did not know until now. I sense trouble.
Why is Travis trying to protect me? Why isn't he telling the others about this? How does he always know where I am. I remember he was the one to first find me in the fight club.
By the time I make a decision, four men surrounded us, discreetly joining in the seats around us one by one like we were fools to not notice it.
The club security got alert and so did the four intruders. The stranger trying to help me held up his gun at them along with with thirty more men from the security.
Can't even let the girl be sad peacefully. What an inconvenience!
I jumped up to my feet, holding my hand up— a silent command to drop their weapons. The guards were shocked but obeyed nonetheless.
"No one comes in between me and my Barbie dolls." I leapt forward in action.
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