Chapter 4

He grabbed my blouse, almost tugging it out of place. With a smirk, he left me, going back to his seat. I stole a glance at him in dismay. He wasn't who I thought he would be; he was the same as every single man on this earth.

"Next time someone touches you, make sure you check your body," body," he taunted, throwing a black metallic material toward me. I looked up to see him blowing his hair back into place with his mouth like a child. It is such a devastating act to remove a piece of metal.

"You could have just told me; I would have removed it myself," I exclaim, looking at the metal on the floor. He moved close to me once again, taking the metal and breaking it into pieces right before my eyes. He was like a superhuman or something. "This piece of metal is a tracking device; he was going to have you for himself forever, and you wouldn't be able to do anything about it," he retorts, standing up to take his leave.

"Thank you,"I heard myself say as he walked out of the room. Still, in chains, I stared at the door, which held many memories and thoughts inside my head. The chains on my arms and legs suddenly came off, reducing the tension in my system. All of that, just to remove a tracking device. What a pushover!!

The maids immediately rushed towards me, their hands ruminating on my body as they checked if I was hurt. With a furious look, I stood up, tracing Valentino, not letting him escape from my grasp. What an instinct he had, turning almost immediately to meet me like he knew I was going to follow suit. "There's a gown on your bed; put it on," he says, turning to take his leave. My hands moved on their own, grabbing his shirt and changing his direction to meet mine. "Have a little respect for me, Youngman."A smirk appeared on his lips as he stretched out his arm, throwing my hands off his clothes.

"I don't have even the slightest respect for the likes of you," his words crushing me on the inside. Our eyes met, his lips twitching as he looked at me.

"You're just like other men; such blood lust in your eyes," I blurted out unconsciously. My hands had also betrayed me, hitting him in the face with my palm before running towards the room. I don't know why I did it, but it suddenly felt so good. Maybe it was payback for what he did trying to bring out the tracker.

Voices filled the air as his men all came towards him, worried as they looked; they felt sympathy for me. From the look on their faces, I could sense my funeral crawling in. Valentino didn't bother chasing me around, nor did he approach the door in an attempt to send me out;; he was quite thrilled about the slap he received. What a weird man!!

Night fell, and I had taken to my heels. Running towards the Golden Gate , I couldn't be spotted;; I couldn't become torture material for the boss. I snuck past the guards on duty, clinging to the gate as I made an attempt to escape. The gate suddenly blared, causing my fall of trepidation. The guards took their stance, pointing their guns at me. "Madam Sasha?"

After several escape plots failed, I decided to give up. Valentino wasn't interested in me yet; he wasn't letting me get out of the penthouse. I didn't want to wake up to see his charming and handsome face, his broad chest, and chest, and his muscular arm. What a tragedy to be leaving.

I looked at the guards as they chatted away while having some drinks. I scouted for more guards to avoid any failures. Applying force to my legs, I jumped once more, clinging onto the gate, which blared once again. The guards came running, hearing the alarm go on. "Madam Sasha, that's not safe," safe," they screamed as I jumped off the gate onto the other side. They followed suit, trying to get me back to the penthouse.

My legs ached from the landing, and landing, and my hands wobbled up like thread. The guards were fast, but I got away due to the never-the never-ending alleys I passed through. They were lost in the shades, and I was getting away quite well. After several minutes, they were off my back, and I was free to go back home.

My heart rate increased over a few over a few seconds, a few seconds, and I had to get it to calm down if I was to ever run. My throat sought a resort to quench my thirst, and my legs needed some massage. Escaping wasn't my thing.

"Pretty Lady, I want to have some fun." I felt a rush of fear as a hand touched my shoulder. Without hesitating, I took off once again as they chased after me. From their thick voices and black armless shirts, I recognized them as Dave's men, I was sure. "Don't let her get away."

I regretted my actions. My escape only led to more trouble for me. I should have accepted Sir Valentino's words and stayed in the penthouse; I wasted such pure efforts just because of some nonsense thoughts.

My ankles made a tweaking sound as I fell to the ground. The men were still a little bit behind, but behind, but I could make a run for it once more. I stood up, trying to run, but my legs failed me; walking was the only option I had. I turned to a dark alley, trying to hide my presence, but that only made my situation nastier.

"We don’t bite." They finally showed up, walking slowly towards me.

"Prince Charming isn't here to help you this time,, princess. We have you all to ourselves..". One of the men said he was said he was bending down to hold my chin up. I turned my face, avoiding further eye contact with their ugly eye contact.

"The boss would be so happy to have her in his bed tonight.."

"Help!!!!!!!"