A month later.It's been a month.One whole month.A complete month of me escaping from Adriano. A month of free living.A month of living in Marcus' friend's house. I am running out of the money I stole from Adriano and his family members. I am trying my best but it is still difficult to manage the expenses.I don't go out of the house, I am scared to do that. I know Adriano's man are around.I need to login to my email ID but I know if I do that Adriano will get the notification about it. And he might be able to track the device I logged in with.I cannot take this risk this early.I need to think about something else.Those documents are important but what's more important to me is staying low for a few more weeks.I live with John, Marcus' friend and I don't regret the decision I took a month ago.It's quite safe with John. He is a nice and decent man who knows how to behave. He is calm and doesn't speak much.But I take extra cautiousness.I keep the gun, that I stole from Adria

I made John call Marcus and made John tell him to meet up at his place by this afternoon.I know it might be a bad idea but I am ready to take risks.I just hope Marcus does not get followed.John told Marcus to stop by the houses of his other friends too. So that no one will doubt his sudden presence here. It was just to create confusion.We told him to use a public transport to visit us.My anticipation was killing me. I just hope he reaches here safely without anyone following him.Marcus arrived about three hours later, because that's the least time taken to cover this much distance and by visiting his certain friends.John opened the door.I was too scared to even go near the main door. Adriano has instilled so much fear in my mind that it's really difficult to fight back.I stood behind the wall and when I was sure enough that it's Marcus, then only I came out "You sure nobody followed you?" John asked him."It's been about a month. Adriano's men have nearly stopped following m

I wanted to reach John's place, as quick as possible. Adriano must have tracked the location from where I was calling, so I need to get away.Atleast I am relieved that I did not call him for some place near.I knew the risk was high but I am glad I took it.But Adriano is impossible. Instead of being sorry himself and apologise to me he wants me to do that. How could he possibly think that I am the one who should be saying sorry?I got carried away and talked for many minutes on the call with him. I have no doubt that now he must be aware of the location from where I called.But a public phone booth is all he is going to get as the location. I am still safe, I prayed inside my heart.I took a certain time to reach John's house.As I reached outside John's house I found a few black cars outside.I stopped.My body froze and my heart stopped beating for certain minutes.This is not good, not good at all.My heart started beating loudly.I hid behind the bushes, near the place.Don't le

Adriano momentarily nonplussed, but he quickly recovered from the shock, returning a small smile to me."I like it when you joke like that Emilia. I get it you are kinky, but this is no time for this." He joked. I expected him to be shocked from what I told him to do, but he remained unaffected."Shut up." I moved forward and came face to face with him holding the gun tight in my grip."Can't take risk, you know. Who knows what you must be hiding inside your clothes." I raised my eyebrows and he seemed impressed."Well, you do have a brain. Honestly, there isn't anything." He smiled mocking me. I hate him."I am not going to do what you are saying. I am not the one who is going to be following your orders Emilia. It doesn't work that way, it works just in the opposite manner." He chuckled.The audacity this man has, shocks me."Well you don't have a choice. Do it or I will have no other option but to pull the trigger." I warned him.Adriano finally took the jacket off his body and on

I finally dared to open my eyes and was greeted by the sight of blood.My body started shaking.Is Adriano dead? What have I done?I see fresh blood flowing on the floor.The sight of blood makes me uneasy.Blood was flowing down, near my feet and I finally looked up to find that the blood belonged to Mr. Ficco and his men.I started shaking.Ficco is dead. His lifeless body was lying on the floor.I pressed a hand on my mouth to suppress the scream.How?What the hell happened?How did all this men die? Who killed them?I don't know how it happened, but Adriano stood up.He rubbed his hands around his wrists and tried to relax.I don't even know how his hands got untied or who untied him.But he stood there, tall and broad, in front of me.It's intimidating.My legs started shaking. I don't know whether I would be able to stand on these legs for long."Now repeat it once again darling, what were you saying about getting a divorce, hmm." He rolled up the sleeves of his shirt, taking a