Still traumatised from the events of yesterday. I wasn't just yet over the thought i had encountered such a dangerous mafia. I had told my mother about the occurrence of yesterday and had got to know who the man was. AARIL VERONA. The man was the mafia heir even though he had an older sister. mostly the older one was the heir, the mob boss but here Aaril had proved his worth. since the age of 2 he had held a gun in his hand, mastered every fighting skill by 8 and had an evilness no villain could exceed to.
Aaril had lost his father at an young age and had learned to live on his own. He had many many family issues that had made him the way he was now. he had worked hard, taken care of his sister. his mother never played a big role in his life but that never stopped him. he was richer than the richest and had men arround him all the time. he had several compnies that sold alot including one that sold alcohol and drugs which made me hate him even more. he was percise dedicated but not on good things.
he had never bat an eye for anyone other than his sister, never once had anyone seen him with a girl. All he had ever focused on was work, work and work. He never saw the gender, age or power. he just asked once then killes. he always gets what he wants and if no one gives it to him then he snatches it while destroying whatever owned it before and whatever comes in the way. which made me think as to why he didnt do anything to me when i slapped him. why had he asked his men to lower their guns and silently left without escaping a single word from his lips. it was more scary them him actually hitting me. neither was it that he doesnt hit girls.
I hadnt left my house. i preferred staying trapped inside as i had no idea to what the man could be doing to me. I found myself searching more about this intriguing man though i absolutely hated him. atleast thats what i belived.
I was extremely hungry and had nothing to eat at home so grabbing on the a gigantic knife i decided to take the risk and go to the grocery store even when i knew that death was aviating me weather near or afar but there.
walking in the grocery store stuffing every good thing i could find in my bag knowing that i was gonna isolate myself again not wanting to see aaril but i guess the universe had other plans. i heard footsteps behind me before arms wrapped arround my waist and pinned me to the wall beside, the bag in my hands fell down beside us and before i could scream a hand covered my mouth.
"shh...not so loud tiger". his voice was deep and would've have been extremely scary if not so calming. his eyes like the lightest brown ive ever seen. Aaril...i hadnt noticed just how beautiful he actually was if not for our latest brutal encounter.
I sneekely attacked him from the knife i had been holding in my left hand and yet no matter how swift i was. he was way swifter, moving my hand over the top of my head, pinning me in place as i struggled like a fish out of water.
"sneeky little princess" he said with a smirk that screamed mischive.
he got his face closer and i believed he was going to forcefully kiss me but no. he got close and inhaled deeply over the sensitive skin on my neck like trying to memorise my scent and feeling my flavour from it. i could feel his hot breath on me and the scent of his hairs could send me wild. he let go of me like he somehow knew i wasn't going to scream.
"let me go!" i said harshly just like anyone in a situation like this would do. "never" he replied in such a simple sentence yet it screamed vows. yet. he left my hands and i hurrily picked up the fallen things before running of.
he didnt stop. he followed me but while i ran he walked calmly as if he would always catch up to me. as i went of to pay quickly for the stuff i bought though i had now completely lost my appetite. he came up behind me and payed for my stuff which made me eye roll in announce and confusion as to what he was trying to do.
"i can do it myself". i said in my ego that never lowered its height no matter who or what was infront of me. "and i can do it for u" he said looking deep into my eyes with his own like i was a stuff that could be treasured, a tressure only he and he alone could own.
i didnt argue with him. i mean if he's paying atleast i can save up the money and mostly he's dangerous so i rather just listen. for some reason he still didnt stop following me until i entered my house door. just as i closed the door i heard footsteps leaving and after a minute i checked and the man was gone.
he was weird, extremely and i definitely had no idea how to understand him. the more i tried to run from him the closer i felt to him