He pressed the gun towards my temple. ''Come a step closer and she dies.'' He threatened. The police officers froze in their place.
I slightly tilt my head. Would it really matter if I did? I looked at the cops with a newfound determination. ''I don't care if I die, this man deserves to go to jail.''
I looked back at the man holding me at gunpoint. He had an impressed look on his face. He started leaning in towards me. I shut my eyes tightly. I could feel his breath by my ear. ''You've intrigued me, shorty. Don't worry, I'll be back for you soon enough.'' he whispered.
''Don't forget what I told you, Darling.''
***
What would you do if your mom sold you to some guy she found at the club for cocaine? And what if that guy was the mafia prince?
'Things don't always go the way you expect them to'
