I Am Not A Prostitute: Mafia Romance (18+ Only)

Chapter 2

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.

My heart was racing as I ran, I let out a panicked cry as I heard multiple doors of the car open.

I kicked off my heels as I began sprinting, I turned down an alley and dug my feet into the sharp rocks of the gravel.

The edges of the stone sliced into my feet, and my head pounded with anxiety and terror.

I heard their footsteps running close behind me, my heart slammed through my chest as I ran.

I snuck a glance behind me and saw four shadowed men behind me.

They were running. Fast.

I rounded a corner and swore under my breath as I came to a dead-end. Two massive stone walls, and a chain link fence blocked me in.

Most girls would either give up, and curl into a ball and cry while these men do god knows what, but I'm not most girls.

Adrenaline pumped through me as I ran to the fence, and dug my feet into the wires, I held back a cry as I felt the metal slice and cut through my foot. I bit my tongue and raised myself over the massive fence, my arms ached as I climbed.

I glanced behind me and saw them rounding the corner.

"malen'kaya suka, poluchit' yeye. Teper'." I heard one of the men shout.

Russian, they're speaking Russian. Holy fucking shit.

I swallowed down my fear, as I jumped off the top of the fence.

I hit the ground, hard. I felt my knees give out as they absorbed the shock, and I fell the the floor.

A stinging pain flooded through me as tears fell down my face, my legs ached, and it felt like I had fallen on a thousand knifes. Sharp rocks from the gravel cut into my flesh as blood trickled down my knees.

I swallowed down my tears as I pushed off the gravel floor, I turned and saw as the men ran to the fence.

I limped and cried out as I felt excruciating pain flowing through my body.

I heaved for air as I ran, each step I felt a part of myself breaking, fresh tears flowed down my face as I ran, my right leg was stinging as I reached the end of the wall and turned to see blinding lights.

There was a car!

Oh my god, "h-help!" I screamed as I saw someone stepping out of the car.

It was a man, he frowned as he saw me running towards him.

"P-please!" I whimpered, "there are these m-men, and they're trying to-" I broke down sobbing as I ran over to him.

I ran behind him as he held my shoulders, "sweetie are you okay? What's going on? Are you hurt?"

Hot tears flooded down my face, as I pointed to the four figures that emerged from the darkness, "they're trying to t-take m-me."

He pushed me behind him as he looked at the men approaching.

"Fellas, can you please leave the girl al-"

Bang.

I felt something spray onto my face as the man in front of me fell to the floor.

I froze, oh my god. They killed him.

The shadowed men approached me, and the one that shot the guy slid his gun into his suit jacket.

The dead mans blood was sprayed on me as I stood there, tears fell down my face as I stood in shock.

I was trembling, my eyes blurred as I took a timid step back.

Dread and hysteria burned through me as one of them stood in front of me.

They wore all black, their eyes shaded by tinted sunglasses, they stood expressionless.

"dorogusha, shhh. It's okay." One of them cooed to me.

I shook my head as he approached me, my body was trembling and shaking as I tried to take another step back.

He reached out and grabbed me, his hands gripping my wrist as I tried to pull away.

I tried to let out a scream, but he covered my mouth with a gloved hand.

He gripped me in a steel hold, and I let my hot tears fall freely.

I'm going to die.

The realization dawned through me as I struggled.

He turned me around, my back was pressed into him as he held me in place, his gloved hand still firm around my mouth. I felt his free hand tuck my hair behind my ear.

"Shhh, Princess, It'll be over soon..."

My eyes widened, but before I could process anything, a white cloth pressed into my nose and mouth.

I let out a muffled scream as I struggled, I let myself go limp, but instead of falling, I felt someone catch my body, and hold me as I thrashed. I held my breath, but I felt the chemicals from the cloth flooding my senses.

My legs kicked and I flailed my arms, but the second I inhaled, I felt myself slowing down.

The pain from the mens grip on me slowed down and faded, the stinging from the cuts on my leg became numb.

My eyes began fluttering, but I fought to keep them open, the hot trail from my tears went cold. I felt my body go cold, the struggle I was putting up ceased, and as I took in one last shaking breath, numbness flooded through me, and my whole world went black.