Chapter 2

Nieva's POV:

"The Mafia boss, and you're going to marry me whether you like it or not."

Silence took over between us. I kept staring at his dark black eyes, unable to talk. I am confused. What the hell is he talking about?

"I know questions are lingering inside your head right now." He slides the gun inside the pocket of his pants. "But that can wait..." Again, he grasped me by my wrist and smiled devilishly, "and I cannot."

"Marry you? I don't even know you." I don't know where I got all the courage to tell him this.

The curve from his lips slowly disappeared as his grip on my wrist tightened. His face became dead serious. He didn't like my answer.

"Did I hear it wrong?" He asked in a low and serious tone as he started to walk step by step, getting closer to me.

I took a step backward until I felt a car behind me. I winced as I felt an unbearable pain around my wrist. It felt like my bone would break in any second. Damn! I need him to stop!

"As much as possible, I want us to be in good shape, so that I will ask you this once, Ms. Nieva Arielle Hillstone." He leaned, facing me closer. I could see his dark, cold, empty eyes and feel his mint breath into my nose, "Will you marry me?"

While he was focused on me, I slowly moved my hands into his pants, trying to get the gun. "For the second time, Mr. Desmond Cresont or something.." I stopped when my fingertips felt his gun. "I do not know you, and I will not marry you! You're sick! You psychopath!" I quickly pulled the gun and pointed it at him.

He was shocked to see how I quietly managed to get the gun from him. He stood In Front of me for a second until he started to laugh like all of this was entertaining him. He is a psychopath. How could he laugh at a time like this?

Is this funny to him? I am nervous, and I am at the edge of trying to stay alive and escape from this monster.

"You don't have the gut to shoot someone." His laugh slowly subsided.

"You don't know me," I answered sternly as I unlocked the safety. I'm not letting this man kill me. My mother needs me.

"Go ahead then, shoot me." He still didn't let go of my wrist; instead, he raised it and held it even tighter, causing me to scream and fire the gun.

I immediately closed my eyes and felt my hands shaking. Slowly opening my eyes, I saw the man tilting his head. I saw the bullet hit the window of his car, and it started making a loud noise.

"Woah, you almost killed me." He quickly grabbed the gun, but I didn't let go. "You're quite the stubborn one, huh?"

"Just let me go! I didn't do anything to you! Let me live in peace!" I held the gun tightly. He couldn't take the gun away from me. When this happens, I'm sure it will be the end of me.

“It would be more convenient if you simply accepted my proposal!" His voice is tinged with frustration.

When he pushed me into the car, I accidentally pressed the gun. My eyes widened when the bullet almost hit my ankle. I screamed and elbowed this man hard in the face, causing him to back away. When he let go of the gun, I trampled on his manhood with all my might.

"You! Bitch!" He screamed in pain and knelt in front of me.

I heard someone enter the parking area, and I turned around to see three men wearing black suits. They seem to be working for this man. As soon as they noticed me, I started running away. I had to get away. I ran as fast as I could.

"Chase her!" Their boss shouted while trying to stand up and hold on to the car.

“Serves you right!” I yelled with my middle finger, and when I reached the end of the parking lot, I saw we were on the second floor. "Shit!" I bit my lower lip.

What should I do? His men are close to me! The exit or entrance of this building is blocked now for sure.

Looking down at the garbage bin full of bags, I swallowed. I turned around and saw they were only a few steps away. I have no other choice.

I quickly climbed the railing and jumped. From above, I saw his men looking down at me. After a while, I felt the large garbage bags below me. I groaned in pain, especially when my ankle hit the garbage bags. I looked at it and saw that it was still bleeding.

I looked back up and stood up as soon as I realized his men were gone. I had no more time to waste. I ran to the road and hailed a taxi. I quickly got on it and said the name of the hospital where my mother was confined.

The taxi started to move, and I breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, the garbage bag's contents were soft, and I was not injured. But who is that man? Why does he know me, and how did he find me?

I heard my phone ring and saw Shannon calling me.

"Hello?" I quickly answered the call.

"Nieva!" There was concern in her voice. "Are you okay? I heard from Auntie about what happened. Your customer was found dead today, and there are men in black suits wandering around. What happened?" She asked me one question after another. "Where are you? Let’s meet up."

"Sha, I'm okay. You don't have to worry. I'm fine." I looked at my ankle, which was still bleeding. "I'm just going somewhere. Let's talk tomorrow. For now, I want to rest."

I didn't wait for her answer and hung up. Whoever that man is, I'm sure he won't stop. I have to hide. I have to be careful.

I leaned back and closed my eyes.

Why did I even end up in this situation? My life now is very far from what I grew up with.