Rescued By The Don's Brother

t want to die, and this man like him can blow my sick

very first time today inside my room, though. And, Rjay? Is every

and Ejay stands behind me, wrapping his hand

connection between what was happening in this damn room before I decided t

jay spoke, and Ejay cast a gl

. Thirty extra minutes with her as part of my apology." I gave Ejay the mos

Along the stairs, we pass by another couple going up, and of course, the lady doesn't look happy, and she is wearing something similar to the one the lady with Mr. Delgado

ke the room I was in and that of Mr. Delgado's, this one doesn't have a bed; instead, it has a table and a computer wi

sks, and I keep quiet, just looking at his not-so-good face and avoiding his eyes as best I can. "Don't you dare go silent

ken bone somewhere. "I had no intention of walking past a man abusing a woman." I speak confidently and calmly. I must be a very courageous person by nature, huh? "I di

ere, keep absolutely out of it. Th

s, m

about this place. Thank you for saving my life. Now allo

crosses his hands on h

l." I state. I sure do not look like one. In fact, I look a bit w

m, supposing..." I don't

e now?" I cut him off. I can't stand being

re already here, meani

t him. "What exactly

ave!" He affirms in a

s Godforsaken, unknown den. "Why on hell can't I leave? This is not wh

club." He finished the sentence for me, t

b,

you, and I don't know this place. I promise. Just let me go, plea

o risky. The moment you went through the first gate

f thing is that?" I a

en come to enjoy, get entertained, and have the plea

want to be part of it. I prefer the streets better. But I also know that this monster will not let

of time and energy. I mean, I do not think any lady here chose

d what they mea

se." Ejay says, avoiding my eyes. He pulls the only swivel

ople be so cruel? Why did he have to be my stupid savior? Wait, how convenient was that? I shoot him a quick glance; something just crossed my mind. "How did you save me?

o

thing with me when you SUPPOSEDLY," I draw the quotation marks on the air with my index fingers: "saved me? Any documents,

ungrateful bitch! Your arrogance will n

e names perfectly describing you. I might as well name it The Monster Ejay." With that, I leave a very angry Ejay with his hands clen

oes in my ears just as I step outside the door. I know he is talking to m