The gangleader and me

Chapter 5

Cassandre POV

I open my eyes slowly because of sun that was shinnig outside the window. I stretched out my arms and adjusted my eyes to the morning light. Once my vision was clear, I looked around. Where the hell was I ??? I quickly got up from the bed and looked around me at the bedroom.

It was a beautiful room. The bed was majestic and stand in the middle of the room. It was covered with silk sheets of a navy blue. There were three huge windows that which gave on the backyard. I turned around to face a closet that could have easily been another bedroom given the size. Even though everything looked expensive, it was very well fournished but not ostentatious.

What the hell happened last night ? Whose bedroom was this ? I wondered holding a hand to my forehead and the other on my hips. After a few minutes, everything came back to me. The club, the drinks, the gunshot, the men, Jake, the fight and my kick in his balls. I started freaking out ! I must be at his place. His awaited for me to wake up to kill me. At least I was dressed which meant that nothing happened with him. I sighed in relief.

I decided it was time for me to run off. I picked up my purse that was on the nightstand and took my phone out. I tried to open it to call Derek but of course my battery died... Great ! I picked out my shoes and walked to the door. Wait ... What if he locked it ? Please Please Please open, I silently prayed. I took the doorknob with my free hand and turned it slowly so no noise would come out off it. It was opened. Thank god.

I peek out the door to see if the coast was clear and when I didn't see anybody, I walked out. I looked over the straicase to see if anyone was there. Nobody. I started walking dowstairs really carefully. It was so quiet around me, I knew any noise would be dramatic. I held the ramp of the stairs with my right hand and my bag and shoes in my other. I decided against puttingmy heels on because of the noise they would make ... I took a peek on my right and left every now and then to see if the coast was still clear. Honestly, if I wasn't trying to get away from a psycho I would give a better look to this house. Well "house", it's a very small word to describe the place. Let's call it a mansion. Every floor looked as huge as Derek's flat. I reach the end of the stairs.

The front door was just in front of me. I was so close. I walk to it and froze in place when I heard laughter in a room at my right. When I saw that the door was barely opened and that they must not have seen me, I continue my attempted escape. I held my hand up silently to the lock and slid it. This same hand slides down to the doorknob. Almost there !

Before I can fully turn it, I feel arms wrapping around my waist and turning me around. Shit ! I dropped my bag and shoes on the ground. I fought the strong grip trying to get his arms off me. I struggled and hit his jaw with my head. But his grip only tighten... I heard him grunt.

" Boss, she's up" he said

I raised my head and watch as three man passed the door I saw before. I recognized them. Jake was the first to walk towards us followed by the two dudes that came to the restaurant with him.

"She's feisty !" the man behind me said holding his jaw with one hand which didn't make him loosen his grip AT ALL ! Jake smirked and crossed his arms. He locked his eyes on my face.

" Looks like you slept well !"

" Looks like you can still walk and stand !" I reply tilting my head to his family jewels

" I didn't know you had it in you !"

"There's a LOT you don't know about me." I answer still trying to get out of the douch's grip.

"Can you stop fighting Nate ? You're starting to piss him off and you don't want to see him angry." Jake says before smiling.

" Depends ! Is Nate going to let go of me ? " I say looking into Jake eyes with an annoyed look.