Saved by the Billionaire
ly, rubbed my eyes and looked around me. Four men were standing beside th
me." said the one who
ked gold from where I was sitting. "We messed up? No, you were the o
all of us." a shor
d the gun he was holding and shot the hoodied man in the head. I co
oked in my direction when they he
uldn't not when the man was holding a gun in his hand
fear as the men
looking at the
see that." one of them
I was afraid to lift my head to see the fac
before I lifted it for y
t see their faces because there wasn't any light shinning. That was one of the reasons I chose this spot
ou doing out here all alone?" he asked. It seemed as if he was the one doin
meless." They weren't any other an
hear the slight amusement in his voice, and it
ickl
g back at the dead body that laid only meters awa
hing. I was sleeping, and I heard the g
ave to kill you." he looked down at
ands, "Please no. I'm begging yo
asked wit
ll leave New York tonight please don't kill me." My eyes were burning, and my chest felt heavy as if it were filled with stones. I could no longer see clearly. All I know and could
he asked, still loo
'm too young to die' but am I? People die at birth, some persons don't make it past 10, and I
leeping in a c
d me out because
shivered as his words; my heart was beating so f
head as he did with the man in the hoody. It see
losed. But it was no use; he pushed the hammer down. Bef
hed. "If Don Giovanni hears about this, he will
s because the Don is a romantic fool. She saw me kill him.
be today and not by our hands. She's homeless
We can't afford to have the Don beating us up on two t
ou're one lucky girl. If it were up to me, you'd be dead already." he turned and looked at the dead man laying on the ground, "
bag and placed it over his shoulder
ast look before walking
t, I fell on the grass and poured out re
further and further away from the park, I couldn't help thinking about the number of ways my story could have ended. I couldn't stop the tears from falling as
at if the same thing happened but with different results. I couldn't risk
re feet. I had to find somewhere to sleep. I looked around me tryi
Stree
He lived on Main Street. I rubbed my hands at my temples and trie
nute. It wasn't too late, yet I couldn't get fear out of my mind. I kept replaying the incident over and over in my mind, and I couldn't stop the tears or the heavy breathing. Ne
deep breath. The tears were still falling from my face but not as rapidly as they were a few hours ago. I opened my eyes at t
. Uvaldo lived at 150 Main Street north. I slowly push my self off the ground and started to walk to the
complex and started walking towards the lobby door. A million thoughts running through my head. What i
d up to him, "Goodnight. I'm here to see Uvaldo Dakoda. I don't rem
om head to toe and frowned. "I'm not autho
him Jakoby is here to see him." I persisted
s not expect
eed to see him. Please." I begged for the thousandth time today. In the morning I begg
eggar I'
g to have to as
him. I can't go back out there." There was no way I could put my life, and my baby's in dange
ed ignoring the fact that I was a pregnant teen who had
" I tried it again. There must be some emotional bone in
is instance." I could see that he was getting angry by the second, but
ed my head, and my eyes met Mr