Sold to the Mafia Boss Son Alph

The rain didn't stop pouring as the night slowly became impenetrably darker. I knew this was a mistake but I acted on impulse and there's no going back now. Going back means getting tortured and living a life of captivity again. I couldn't do that to myself. I've come this far.

I slowly cornered into the dark Alley, feeling my legs getting weaker. I knew I couldn't get any far with these shoes on. Backing into the wet brick wall, I unbuckled the strap high heels and quietly placed them down. My hair was getting on my eyes so I pulled them up, pulling out a single hair strand to tie the rest on top of my head.

I wiped the rain water out of my eyes before looking to the right side of the quiet road. Empty. Not a single person. Anyone knew better than to trespass here during this hour. Anyone but me.

I could feel my heart thundering in my rib cage as I stepped into the light, slowly making my way towards where I presumed the gate was. I could feel my body visibly shaking. But I couldn't decide why. Whether because of the rain I'd been under for the past one hour or due to the fear inside me. I didn't know how much longer I could actually Walk without fainting.

The day had been beautiful, it had started well, he was being nice to me, and I ruined it. And now, I'm gonna pay for it if he ever catches me again. That's why I need to leave right now without getting caught. I don't have a home to go back to but I'll figure something out. I would this time.

" Bring him closer, asshole! " I fell back as I heard his voice from upfront, the venom in his voice shaking me up till I couldn't walk anymore, finding myself wrapping up against the walls once again. It felt like I had two hearts, and suddenly they were fighting with each other inside my small rib cage. I felt like I was going to faint. But I had to keep going.

I heard strong urgent footsteps upfront. It was the only way I could take to get to the gate. The opposite side lead back to the big mansion. I couldn't go back. I slowly and gently took a step after the other, fearing that I'd actually step onto a pod of water and catch their attention. That was the last thing I wanted right now.

As I approached the end of the wall, I saw the urgent movements of Logan's men, dragging somebody who appeared to be on the wet floor. I couldn't risk getting closer to see who he was killing again, who had dared to cross him again. I needed to just wait here till they finished with whatever they were doing before I ran off.

" I swear, I didn't do it! " The man screamed, obviously begging for his life. His voice broke my heart but I tried not to cry. I heard him getting beaten again, causing me to shut my eyes tight. Watching someone getting beating or hurt has been something that always got me upset and sad and Logan always enjoyed making me watch such events.

After a while, I decided to take a peak of the scene. My eyes met with Logan's back, four of his men standing in a circle, the victim seated on a wooden chair in their center. I couldn't see who the man was. All I could see was the silhouette of the side of his face as he looked up at Logan.

Suddenly, Logan was laughing sinisterly, stretching out his hand for a gun. My heart stopped beating.