Mafia Desire (Erotica) novel Chapter 36

Chapter 36
I needed to get out of the room before anyone else arrived, so I crawled to the other side, past the two men who were dead on the floor, and slowly but steadily stood up and grabbed the handle.

Fortunately, the door opened and led to a dark corridor. I tightened my grip on the gun I still had and limped through the corridor, hoping it would lead somewhere.

I walked around the building and noticed some natural light. I almost ran to the light, but my injuries prevented me from doing so.

I opened the door and inhaled the cool night air. I looked around frantically and noticed a black SUV parked on the side of the building.

I limped into the car and unlocked the door.

Please, please, please let there be a key in here.

As I drew down the sun shades, something fell into my lap. When I looked down, I saw the key was covered in blood from my stomach.

Please, don't pass out. I need to find Andrew.

I started the car and drove away down the deserted road. I pressed the accelerator all the way down because I needed to find a familiar road.

Oh god. What if I was in another state?

I watched as the deserted road came to an end and met a main road in front of me. My head began to spin, and I could feel the blood draining from my body.

Come on, no way.

I saw the street name "Coleytown St."

I was close to Andrew's house and only needed to stay awake for about 5 minutes.

I sped down the street, my vision hazy and my head dizzy, towards the house. I had to make it because I had gotten this far to die. I had to see Andrew.

I drove through Andrew's neighborhood and crashed into his gate.

The four guards outside grabbed their guns and began approaching the car, unaware that I was inside.

I swung open the car door. I barely had any energy left and could feel my life draining from me with every movement, but I was determined to see Andrew; I needed to know he was okay.

I jumped out of the car onto the hard concrete and watched as the guards recognized me. While the rest of them approached me, one of them talked into his earpiece, hopefully calling for Andrew.

I was still lying on the sidewalk when I heard the front door slam open and saw Andrew emerge, staring at me.

Then... black.

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Andrew's POV

I used to enjoy these ball things because they allowed me to get things done, but with her, I didn't want to go. I knew the kind of men who would be there, the kind of men who trafficked girls and saw her as a way to make money. I avoided that type of business, and I wouldn't do business with men who did, even if I knew they were going to the ball.

I was standing near the front door when I heard a pair of heels collapsing on the floor. I turned around and watched her walk down the stairs. Her hair fell perfectly on her chest, her eyes sparkled, and her dress complemented everything.

"You look lovely, kitten." I grabbed her waist and drew her into my chest.

My heart stopped when she looked up and smiled.

"You don't look back either." She replied with a wink.

This woman was torturing me. "Let's go before I do something I'll be sorry for." I said.

We got into the car, and I rested my hand in hers while she rested her head perfectly on my shoulders.

When we arrived at the ball, I had forgotten about the media until I noticed the flashes of cameras. Every year, they tried to get something out of people, but everyone ignored them.

I turned to Ava and said, "Don't tell them anything, just walk by."

She looked nervous as she nodded. I got out and assisted her.

I took her hand in mine and led her past the paparazzi.

"Are you his fiancee?"

"Do you have any idea how many people he killed?"

"May I have a name?"

"Take a look over here."

I despise them. If I had my way, I would just shoot them all here, but Ava was right next to me, and that would cause a lot of problems.

When we walked through the doors, everyone fell silent as I entered the room. They were all terrified of me, so I smirked. Everyone returned to their conversations after I nodded.

I felt a squeeze on my arm and looked down at Ava, who was nervous next to me. I squeezed her hand back, assuring her that I was there and that everything would be fine.

"I have to talk to some people about business," I said as I led her through the ballroom, "so you can stay here or go to the bar." I informed her.

"I'm going with you," she said as she looked up at me.

I could tell by the look on her face that she was uncomfortable with how the other men were looking at her. I had noticed it as well, but I was trying not to kill every man in the room.

"If any man touches you other than me, I will put a bullet between their eyes." Leaning down to her ear, I told her.

I took my arm away from her and wrapped my hand around her waist, pulling her to my side.

I almost left when I saw Arthur approaching from across the room. Arthur sells arms, but he usually asks twice the price, and I can't argue because he's been doing business with us for 15 years, but I still want to shoot him in the head.