The mafia and his angel

I was a pawn in the cruel game

I had no choice, no will, no respect and no love

I had nothing

My engagement to my father’s second in command hadn’t been my choice either

After all , what choice did I have at the age of sixteen

Now at twenty three, after all the torture I went through by Alberto’s hands, I decided to escape

For years I had wished my father would put a stop to the violence against me, but it never happened

Alberto did whatever he wanted with me

I was just a toy to pleasure and pain

After he left me bloodied and beaten up from yet another torturous night , I crawled out of the window

No matter how hard I tried to escape, it wasn’t easy, nothing was ever easy

“Stop”

I heard someone yell behind me, snapping me out of my thoughts

But I still ran, I ran for my dear life

Whatever was left of my sanity depended on it

“No no no”

I gasped panting

I was almost off the property as my legs burned

Run , keep running

I just needed time, but the men were closing in on me

“Miss Ayla , stop.stop”

I heard behind me

Shuffling deep into the forest, I forced myself to move quicker

I pushed hard , running till my bones felt like it was breaking, I was already bleeding badly

Everything hurt, but I kept going. Only my escape mattered.

I kept running until the screams of the men faded behind me

When I couldn’t hear them anymore, I stopped and leaned against a tree as I inhaled deeply , trying hard to breathe

My safety wasn’t guaranteed but I needed to rest. My heart was pounding and my legs shook too hard for me to continue

But when I heard a noise to my left, my eyes widened and I pushed myself away from the tree, taking a few steps away

The sounds got louder

Without sparing another glance in that direction, I turned away and started running again praying I could find someone to help me

There must be a good person left in this cruel world

When dawn approached, I was too tired to keep going, I was no longer in the forest, but at the side of a deserted road

I knew my father’s estate was in the outskirts of New York City

He had said something one day about ruling the whole city but now it belong to someone else , someone more powerful than him

Limping across the road, i continued until I came across houses

A sigh of relief escaped my lips, I was safe. Someone would help me

I walked over to one of the houses and knocked softly on the door. An old woman opened the door and gasped at the sight of me

Before I could say anything, she slammed the door in my face

My eyes widened and I stared at the closed door in shock

I was about to raise my hand again when I saw something from the corner of my eyes

Alberto’s men. They were walking around, looking for me

With my heart in my throat, I quickly hid behind the house

As I tried to figure out my next plan, lights flared around the corner. I looked to my left and saw a black vehicle slowly coming to a stop

I stood still as a large man came out of the car. He was wearing a black suit similar to what Alberto and my father wore

I couldn’t see him well, the darkness hiding in his face. He went inside one of the houses