Danger ahead

The cool breeze made Jasira shiver as she walked on the dark street to her house. It was two in the morning that she was done at the club and she needed to be home. It was not her first time walking alone at night but tonight it was dangerously silent, so silent that it sent a shiver down her spine and made her throat dry up. She wrapped her hand over her body protectively and rubbed her arm.

    

    It felt like she was being watched but each time she glanced back, all she saw was darkness and silence so she just increased her pace and in no time, she was home and locking her door.

    

    "Phew!' She breathed in relief walking wobbly to her mom's room.

    

   Thankfully she was still sleeping so she went back to her room and lay on the bed.

    

    Her mind reflected on the blue-eyed man. He look strange, he emitted a strange dark aura with that huge man beside him who looked scary.

    

    She exhaled and rolled to the other side of the bed, should she be scared of them? But how dare he? how could he refer to her as a hooker?

    

    She hissed in disgust before she pulled the duvet over her body and drifted to sleep.

    

    ******

        The early morning sun shone brightly into Jasira's face making her squirt her face open and a yawn left her mouth.

    

    She pulled the duvet away and checked the time from her screen phone.

    

    Six in the morning, she still have an hour to get ready so she could use drugs for her mother.

    

   Without wasting any more time, she went to the washroom. She flicked her tired eyes open as she stared at her reflection in the mirror.

    

    Her light hazel eyes had dark circles under them. They looked so tired and had lost their shining attributes. Her olive skin was now rough and kinky.

    

    It has been a long she treated her skin so she looked rough and a bit ugly now but that was never her problem, her mother is her worry now. Her ginger hair sticks out of her head with a split end. She should find money to treat herself professionally.

    

    She needed money for her surgery, and two million dollars for all her health expenses, she was diagnosed with leukemia a month ago but she had been mentally unstable for years ago and it got worse a year ago.

    

    She needed money so badly.

    

    She spat the toothpaste foam out of her mouth and rinsed her mouth and face before she walked out to prepare something for her to eat.

    

    ****

    

       "Bye mom." she pecked mother's cheeks and turned to the middle-aged woman who was her nanny, Marina.

    

    "Please, take care of her." She pleaded and gave her a small smile and walked out.

    

       She closed the door and breathe in the fresh air skipping down the three staircases.

    

    She stopped on the third when she saw a black Mercedes Benz pulled over in front of her house.

    

    The door opened slowly and a man in his mid-thirties came out, he had low hair on his head and his black eyes looked so darkened with his huge stature.

    

    She squirted her eyes trying to remember where she had seen him then it clicked, he was the huge guy with the blue-eyed man.

    

    What is he doing here? She adjusted her gown and raised her head high. She was going to pretend that she didn't see him. She exhaled and bypassed their car.

    

    "Miss." His thick voice reached out to her, her legs stopped on their own even when she didn't want it. It was as if she was being controlled. The man soon appeared in her front.

    

    "Boss wants to see you."

    

    Jasira twitched her lips to a side in confusion, boss wanted to see her.

    

    "Excuse you?" 

    

    "Who is your boss?"

    

    "Don't make this harder, just go with us."

    

    "No." She deadpanned and walked past him but a hand dragged her back.

    

    She stiffed when a cold metal hit her side, she glanced down to see a pistol pointing at her rib.

    

    "What?" She wanted to scream but stopped immediately, her mother's nanny was going to come out if they heard her voice.

    

    She inhaled and exhaled before following him gently to the car. Every step she took towards the car made her heart thump faster in her chest, and her breath also quickened and came out sharper.

    

    The was another huge guy in the car with a colder face, she swallowed her lump as she sat beside him and the guy entered after her.

    

    The car zoomed off after that, "Where are you taking me to?" She demanded.

    

    The guy glared at her coldly and said nothing.

    

    She tucked his bicep and he snapped his head to her.

    

    "I think I deserved some answer, mr man." 

    

    "Oh, you are not going to say anything right."

    

    He turned to her and declared in a harsh and brutal voice.

    

    "He didn't want you dead not injured, any more words from you and I will fire a bullet into your damn legs."

    

    She clamped her mouth shut immediately as she swallowed the sudden lump in her throat.

    

    She withdraw and brought her legs to the seat and hugged it close to her body. Her precious legs.

    

    What kind of bastard is he?

    

    She knew she shouldn't say anything and should just wait silently till they got to their destination, but Jasira is her name.

    

    "You can fire me a bullet or anything but that should be after you answer my damn question."

    

    The man turned to her abruptly with a pistol pointed to her leg, and his hand ready to press the trigger.

    

    Wait, He is not joking!

    

    "You are not joking?" She jerked away in fear as she whimpered when he said nothing but glared dangerously at her leg.

    

    "Please, don't shoot me." She pleaded ready to tear up.

    

    Her heart thumped and a low whimper left her mouth when he didn't attempt to withdraw the pistol.

    

    "I will listen to your rules now." She promised and he gave her one last cold glare before he withdraw the gun.

    

    A loud relieving breath left her mouth as she rocked herself forward and backward with shaking hands.

    

    What sort of shit is she in now?