Billionaire's Little Kitten

ymon

into my skin through my meagre clothes,

so fast that I get to the stairs leading underground in mere minutes. The stree

t spot anything out of place. The streets are empty, and a couple

run down the stairs. I am heading further into the subway to get my

unter, getting my train tickets. The woman giving out the tickets is some middle aged

come with

Why?" I

ere's a man standing near that sign, and he has be

ooking back to the spot she de

r look herself. She raises her eyebrows and gives me a small

I might be in danger right now. I have never wanted to get on a train so fast. She hands me m

rs before reaching the tracks. There seem to be no other person heading for the tracks as well, and it unnerves

ntil it's too late. A rough palm slaps against my mouth from behind, slamming me back

assailant begins to chuckle, dragging me away from the open

en if I have any doubts on who is at

ll, and I gasp in pain, c

smart, huh?" He booms,

hanged much, apart from the sunken cheeks and the crazed bags under his eyes. His short

hrew his entire life away, just to fo

me." I whispe

nking you have me fooled?? But now, you should know that you can n

suddenly spot a piece of bent m

n front of me, touching my fac

d girl and follow me out of this subway. I must have pushed you against the wall too

ece of metal lying at my side and

he floor and try to run off, but his hand clasps around my ankle, stopp

s hand so the pain forces him to let go, b

so easily?!" He snarls a

in the skin of my elbows and knees. Greg flips me around, and I start swinging blindl

oss the face. He wrangles the metal

but I know keeping my mouth shut like he wants would be a ter

outh, and leans so close to

wers his free hand down to find my pocket. He rips the fabric open

Did you tell him about me?" He asks. "Did you tell how your crazy ex has

biting so hard that I am sure I drew blood. He curses

ueezing tight. I gasp, clawing at his hands as I feel myself unable to breath. The pre

o choice, Dymond!" He croaks, choking me harder. His ey

Greg belongs to a mental asylum. H

sudden. "But you have to die. You have been a bad girl, so this punishment is long overdue. R

ins to

s skin as I try to get his hands away from my neck. My feet

w down, and my hands fall to the ground. There is a ringing in my ears, permeated

came from, I'm telling you,

nything. Are you sure we

I don't want to be arrested

cho closer to where we are, and I realize in my barely conscious mind, th

mething! It's a dud

g someone! Hey! What in t

he strangers run closer. Greg begins t

sweetheart. I'll

e direction. I gasp in air, but at thi

Don't let him get aw

uch down beside me. "Let the creep go, he could be dangerous for

y side, "Y-yes, I'm callin

s takes over my body. The little bits of their conversati