Entering Hell

Dean's POV -

Today finally Max was in my hand. He thinks that he can run away from me. What a fool. I would search him even from the hell and bring him to pay back the money. I'm not thirsty for money. Its just that, I can't tolerate lies and cheaters.

I was about to end his life but suddenly I heard someone scream. I looked at the direction of the voice and it was a girl. I think she is Max's daughter as she screamed her lungs out calling "Dad". One of my man got a hold on her but I signed him to leave her as we don't hurt those who have nothing to do with us. She was looking like a mere girl in her early 20's. 

When I was about to kill Max, his wife told me to keep their daughter till they returned the money and I was surprised by hearing that. Who gives their child like that ? I immediately looked at their daughter. She was also shocked hearing that. I examined her from head to toe. She was indeed a beautiful girl. Her eyes were brown and were looking innocent with tears in it. Her face was red like a cherry due to crying but she looked cute anyway. Her figure was indeed nice but she was a short girl but was looking very innocent and interesting.

I asked Max to assure if they wanted it this way and he nodded. I gave up the idea of killing him after my eyes fell on his innocent daughter. I agreed and went inside my limo.

"Are you really planning to do that ?"

Asked my most trust worthy man, Christopher. He is more like a brother to me. I nodded and he sighed.

"Max will flee again. You know that right ?"

He said with a done tone.

"I know so keep a eye on him."

I know it already that there is possibility that Max might flee again but I have his daughter so I don't think he would do such a thing and moreover it is more fun to keep someone in fear rather than to kill. If I killed him, I wouldn't even get my money back so what's the point and now even if he runs away, he will still fear me his whole life. 

"She'll be with me here"

I ordered and Christopher nodded and went to bring her.

Angelina's POV -

The men were taking me towards a black car but suddenly another man came and spoke.

"She will be with boss in the limo"

My heart sank hearing that. Being with their BOSS ! I just can't man. I was terrified at the thought of being with him. Just his eyes can burn holes into me and sitting right next to him was something I would never thought of. The man asked me to go with him and I followed him like a lost pup. When I turned, I couldn't see a sign of my family at all, they left. What can I even expect from them. I was very angry and upset on what they did to me and I would never forgive them for this but deep down I wished them to come soon to get me out of this hell. 

The man opened the door of the limo and I looked inside. It was wonderful. I never rode a limo in my life, its my first time. My excitement turned into nervousness as I saw the man sitting like a king with a cigarette in his hand. I stepped inside without wasting time and took my seat.

He was sitting far away from me, smoking his cigarette.I didn't dare to look up. There was pin drop silence inside the car. My head was spinning by the thought of what will they do to me. Will they keep me as a maid ? Or they'll beat me up or even worse. I have seen in some of the movies, how the nasty mans treat a girl. Watching these people almost killing my dad made a sense to why my mom and dad were so afraid of them and specially Dean. He looks like a young businessman by looks but what I saw earlier made me think he is a mafia and my conclusion can't be wrong as no one would simply have a army of men of their own with guns. At that moment, I wished if I could run away right now but jumping out of a moving car isn't a great idea.

Its been a while in the car and I was frustrated thinking where is he taking me. Finally I looked up as my neck was paining due to constantly looking down. As I looked up, my eyes met with the most intimidating eyes ever. He was staring at me like he have never seen a girl before. I was about to look away but his lips parted and he spoke in his deep voice.

"Come here"

I blinked twice and tried to regain my sense. Is he asking me to sit next to him ? Does he want to kill me ? My heart was already beating fast and now its about to explode. He was looking at me but without any emotion in his face. No one can ever tell what's going in his mind. He was like a mystery box. I was clueless, did he really spoke or I'm hearing things ?

"Are you deaf ?"

He spoke, assuring me that he really asked me or you can say ordered me to sit next to him. I felt like my legs were glued to the floor of the car. I froze in my place. My brain was debating, whether I sound go or not. He raised his eyebrow and spoke again.

"I don't like to repeat."

He said in a bossy tone that was more like a threat. I got up quickly and went near him and sat next to him. I couldn't even look at him as I was literally trembling. 

"Look at me, Impaurito gattino" 

(Translation - 

Impaurito - scared

Gattino - kitten )

I looked up immediately although I didn't understand what he said at last but I understood the part where he told me to look at him. As I looked at him, I saw a smirk on his face. I already hate it ! He was looking like a devil who would eat me alive in no time. Our faces were quite closer and what he did next made me kill him right now. 

He released the smoke in front of my face. I hate him ! How can someone do that. I started coughing and looked away searching for water and then my eyes felt on a bottle. Without wasting time I opened it and drank some water and felt a little relaxed . I hate the smell of cigarette since childhood. My dad was addicted to it but however due to my mom, he managed to get over it. 

My anger has reached its peak. I couldn't handle all these drama in a day. I looked at him with rage filled eyes but his expression didn't change and he was still smoking which angered me more.

"Don't you know how to behave ?"

I spoke involuntarily. It automatically came out of mouth and I regretted saying this but now I couldn't back off so I put up a stern face and looked at him but surprisingly his expression didn't change at all. 

"What's your name ?"

He asked, ignoring my earlier statement as if he didn't heard it. I looked at him being confused. He just stayed like that with his emotionless face. I blinked twice before answering.

"Angelina... Angelina Richards"

I stuttered, although I wanted to sound confident. 

"What do you do for living ?"

He asked, crushing his cigarette in the ash tray. 

"Umm...... nothing"

I didn't do anything for living. I was living on my parents money. They didn't even let me study further after graduating high school because they had no money left and most importantly my mom needed help in household works and they thought I would be the perfect one for this job. I couldn't deny. I didn't have any option either.

"So you're just a useless girl, depending on her parents for everything"

What ? useless ? Who gave him the right to disrespect me like that ? What does he think of himself ?

"Watch your tongue mister !"

I spoke in a threatening manner. I know it can lead to great problems but I couldn't just stay silent when someone is disrespecting me but however he was right. Im a useless girl who does nothing but just household works but however he shouldn't speak so low of me. 

The silence took over the place and suddenly I was pushed and pinned into the seat. My eyes were closed due to the sudden movement. However, I could feel the strong muscular hands gripping my wrist strongly and the warmth of the well built body just above mine. He was hovering above me. I tried to move but couldn't as his grip was stronger than iron chains. 

Finally I opened my eyes and gulped down my saliva as I was terrified at the view in front of me. Dean's face was just inches apart from me. His eyes were blood red and teeth were gritted. He looked dangerous. He had the same ruthless look from earlier, when he was about to kill my dad. 

I slapped myself internally for acting like that. I was horrified at that moment and just wanted ro pass out instead. 

"Don't ever dare to speak like that again"

He said through his gritted teeth. My eyes were filled up with tears already. I was trying my best to hold them. After sometime, he let me go and sat up, lighting another cigarette.

"Go there"  

He ordered and I quickly got up and sat again to the place I was sitting earlier. He opened his laptop and started to do some work, maybe. I just sat there, playing with my fingers like a little child. After a hour or two, the limo finally stopped and someone opened the door.