AZARIAH SERENE:

God! I am too young to die. Lord! Have mercy!

"HEY! WE FOUND MASON IN THE SALON!" I heard the person on the other end of the alleyway, far away from us, shout.

The footsteps stopped just right beside me and then they became distant.

I slowly opened my eyes and saw the person gone and sighed in relief.

I heard the stranger sigh as well, but his sigh sounded more of a frustrated one.

"When I tell you to shut your ass up, you shut your ass up." He grumbled.

"For your information, I speak from my mouth."

I heard him shuffling away from me and heard the ruffle of leaves. He was now sitting down.

"Dude! Where is he?" I heard the same person who was about to approach us, speak.

"Fucking idiots." I looked to my left and saw the anonymous stranger standing up.

I closed my eyes shut when I saw him reaching in his pants.

What is he doing?

Is he going to go naked here?

I heard a gun cock and saw a thing in his hand which I made out was a gun. He started walking away from me.

I quickly reached out for him and grabbed his shirt. I was half on the ground and half lifted up by grabbing his shirt.

I probably look like a leech hanging for dear life.

He stopped and looked back.

"Where are you going?" I asked him panicked that he might be abandoning me.

"Going to finish these fucking fuckers once and for all."

"No, you can't go out there."

He fully turned to me and crouched down beside me. "What?" He seethed angrily.

"Don't show me anger, Mister. You can't go out there, there is a literal blood bath going around and you want to stand in the middle of it and act like a hero?"

He stood up and begin to leave, but I didn't let him and once again grabbed his shirt but he begin dragging me with him.

"No! Please don't! I'll be alone. Please don't abandon me. I know Iam acting tough and all but please don't." I practically begged him with tears in my eyes.

I was really scared for him to go out there and die. He was the only chance for me to get out of here alive and I can't let my chance be given.

I know I am selfish but I can't turn a blind eye in this situation right now.

He stopped, turned and said, "Woman, let go of me, if I don't go out and course a bullet through their thick skulls, they'll soon do that to us."

"Listen, don't. Please." I begged him but him being stubborn, didn't budge.

"You're not gonna back off?"

"No." I replied stubbornly.

"Fine. But don't blame me for the trauma you're about to receive for your fucking life."

Before I could ask him what he meant he took his gun and turned to the wall on the side and started shooting whilst being covered.

My eyes widened and I peeked my head out a little from the wall only to hear no signs of pain, just bodies falling. He didn't even give them time to react and shooted them faster than I could blink.

I saw him point his gun to the last guy and....HEADSHOT!

I gasped at what he just did.

He turned back around and swiftly came back to me, acting as if he didn't just take lives of four people and a headshot.

You know the meme, the girl was too stunned to speak?.... Yh, I can surely relate to her right now.

I heard a phone ring through the alleyway and I saw him taking his phone out, "Speak"

My head snapped to his direction when his voice deepened even more and he started speaking.

"Qué diablos quieres decir con eso? Por qué me dices eso? Maldito pedazo de mierda! SIGUELO!"

(What the hell do you mean by that? Why are you telling me that? You fucking piece of shit! FOLLOW HIM!)

I looked away feeling my heart racing. Who is this man?

He was speaking some language. His accent was really thick and he sounded real smooth while barking at his phone.

He turned to me after his call ended.

"Till when are we going to stay here in the darkness? I mean we are sitting here in the alleyway doing nothing."

He just sighed and said "Where is your off button?"

"You wouldn't wanna know." I said truthfully, shrugging.

He sighed loudly and I saw his hand rubbing his face. "We are staying here till the fucking morons out there leave."

"Even if it's till the morning?"

"Yes and if you have a problem with that, then I can gladly throw you out of here and in front of them."

"N-no I am good, thank you" I said knowing that he isn't joking.

We stayed quiet after that. No one speaking nothing, just the sounds of our breathing could be heard.

Suddenly, he turned to me and asked me, "What's your name?"

"Azariah Serene. What about you?"

He scoffed and looked away.

"Did you just ignore me?!" It pained as if someone left me on seen.

He sighed loudly, "Iam not going to sit here listening to you, and no, we're not doing introductions, neither am I interested."

"No, Iam not taking no for an answer." I reached out and saw his hand on his head. I grabbed it and pulled his hand towards me and into mine.

I don't know why I did such a bold move. I hate physical contact.

What was supposed to be a handshake turned into sending shivers down my spine. His touch was warm and his hand sent literal goosebumps through my whole body making me shiver, visibly.

I quickly tried to retrieve my hand but he grabbed it tightly, pulling me close towards him, revealing himself.

His features were now fully visible to me. The moon light shining on his face made his features enlighten and more captivating.

He was a definite definition of the right amount of perfection.

His skin under the moon light was perfect, his silver eyes were staring back at me with so much intensity that I forgot the situation we were in. It felt like time had stop and only him and I were there.

His black hair, his beard, his nose to his plump lips... Everything was perfect.

His gaze, God his gaze was so piercing that it captivated me to a whole new level.

I knew he was going to be handsome by his voice but didn't know that he would turn out to be an extreme level gorgeous.

His tan skin, messy hair which looked like he had been pulling on, everything.... Everything fit right to him, as if he was a puzzle.

I had even thought about escaping him once he would put me on the ground but I don't think I want to leave, not after getting lost in his beautiful eyes.

Only one word came to my mind then and there and I blurted it out. "Beautiful."

As if that was enough to get him out of his trance, he let go of my hand, emerging back into the darkness.

I was awestruck by his beauty.

Never have I ever seen such a beautiful man in my entire life.

I finally dozed out of my thoughts and looked at him, looking at me.

"Your eyes, they are beautiful. The silver, the Hazel, the emerald. All in all makes it beautiful." I rambled still dazed.

He stayed quiet for some time. I wanted to see his reaction but couldn't.

It looked like we were still dazed off into one another.

Suddenly, I heard a gun cock and a bullet coursing.
I saw Mr. Silver eyes move a little and then a groan escaped from his lips.

I shook my head and looked around.

When did we get here?

We were a little out in the open sitting there just beside the wall but Silver was exposed while I was covered.

I got to him quickly and he groaned more.

"Hey. Hey, are you alright?" I asked panicked.

He didn't response.

Did he die?

I shook him and he put his hand on my hand.

"Jesus, woman, stop talking .....and no, Iam not okay it hurts like...a fucking bitch!"

"Hey, it's alright. Iam here, tell me where does it hurt?" I took a little course of nursing in college a while back and I have a little knowledge about gun shot wounds.

"Back the fuck off." he said whilst groaning. He tried standing up while clutching his abdomen. Shit. Not the abdomen.

I internally winced looking at the blood oozing out of the open wound now.

"No, what are you doing?"

"Going to kill that son of a bitch." Before I could say anything he stood up with a loud groan and limped towards the outside of the alleyway.

"No!" I shouted at him and then... I heard a gun shot. And a body falling.

My heart stopped and eyes widened when I didn't hear a any commotion.

I stood up and went towards outside with shaky hands.

Suddenly, a man came in front of me and held my arm. Due to the sudden action, I got startled and screamed and kicked his legs, he fell to the ground inside the alleyway.

"Fucking woman, it's me!" I heard Silver speak while clutching his abdomen and face mushed into the ground.

"You?" I said going closer to the body.

"Yes, you idiot, help me, will you?"

No.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah, of co-urse" I said rapidly as my mind was hazy not knowing what was happening.

I went towards him and slowly lifted him up. He was really heavy and I had to put all my energy into lifting him up and supporting his head to the wall.

I sighed but I wasn't done yet. I lifted his shirt up and opened my phone's flashlight.

"What are you doing?" He asked me confused and slapped my hands away.

"Relax, I-I took nursing in college I know how to treat a gun shot wound. Just let me do this, 'kay?"

He didn't say anything and just leaned back onto the wall.

"I can use flashlight...right? Or will they see the light?"

"I checked and my men also told me that there is no one left. Those fucking pussies ran away.... Or I killed them."

I hummed and lifted his shirt once again and handed him the flashlight.

"Are you not scared that I would kill you? I mean I practically gave you a free show."

"I mean.... Yeah. You killed them but if you had to kill me you would have done that already and wouldn't have allowed me to touch you."

He didn't say anything and just sat there quietly.

I took my bandana off and some tissues from my pocket.

"You don't have to do that. It's okay, my men will fix me later." Fix? What is he, a robot?

"Well then call them to rescue you because you don't look good to me."

"I never need rescuing."

I huffed and cleaned his blood with the tissues that I found inside my apron. It wasn't that deep but my hands were shaking. I bit my lip to stop it from trembling as tears gathered in my eyes.

But they didn't stop and fell onto his shirt. I tried to sniff them back in but they didn't go back, resulting into more falling.

Great Azariah, show everyone how weak you are.

"Now, why the fuck are you crying?"

"I-I just don't know what is happening, I just came to my job today and ended up in the alleyway. And it's all just coming back to me. I saw many people die. Iam not good with this...this all and I tried to act as if it was alright but it isn't. And now I am stuck in here with someone like you."

I completed my sentence breaking down into sobs. I put the long bandana around his torso tightly to apply pressure to the wound and put his shirt back. I looked up and saw his eyes on me.

"You really don't know who I am.... Do you?"

And then as if like a broken radio, everything started coming back to my head.

The people calling him boss, him shooting like an expert, taking headshots, saving me and handling the pain like it was nothing. That all.

"Ma-mafia, you're in the mafia?"

He chuckled loudly and said, "Wrong. Iam not in the mafia, I am the mafia."

His chuckle was so deadly. There was nothing happy about his chuckle. It was dark and mysterious. Just like him.

"You-you Mean like leaders, guns, killing, and mafia, that?"

"I don't know any other meaning of mafia."

My eyes widened to the point where they will most likely bulge out of there sockets.
"A-and like drugs and human trafficking?"

His chuckle stopped and his eyes snapped towards me, "We don't fucking traffick people." He clenched his jaw at my assumption.

"You don't?" I said tilting my head a little to the side obviously confused.

"We don't. Got. It?"
He spoke through his clenched teeth and looked away.

Why so moody? I just asked a question.

"No need to snap. All I did was ask a question" I mumbled.

"But I just assumed 'cause that's what happens. You know... In books and all."

And real life.

He just sat down comfortably and chuckled. His chuckles were very attractive and made his voice sound deeper..... And deadly.

"Don't tell me you're one of those who believe in those fucking stories?" He said after his laughter died down.

I said nothing and looked around, unsure of what to say.

He laughed and then looked at me and turned serious. His eyes turned a little darker in the moonlight making his usual silver, disappear.

"Real life is not like those fucking fantasies, real life mafia isn't all unicorn and rainbows it's much more than that, the hero meeting the girl and them falling in love and killing and captinsy and shit."

I listened to him eagerly, my ears pointed towards his deep, attractive voice.

"Real life mafia is fucked up. It's going to rip your relationships out and tear you apart. Your enemies wouldn't back down for nothing but your blood. As you said before, it's a blood bath and a not so nice one. It leads to you being completely demised."

I nodded my head absentmindedly and listened to him talking about his life in the mafia.

"Aren't you a gonna run away now or alert the police or try to give me up?" He said coldly.

"No. Should I?"

"Why don't you give it a shot and then find out?"

"Not really, because I know police is under your guy's control. You own the whole Barcelona and-"

"Spain" he said smirking.

"What?" I asked confused as to why he felt the urge to interrupt me.

"You said we own Barcelona, I say my men and I own the whole Spain." He said smirking at me.

My jaw dropped and I could only blink at him.

I shook my head, "I wouldn't rat you out. Although what you do is absolutely brutal. But I wouldn't. You saved me."

Although, I don't trust him yet.

He rolled his eyes and leaned his head on the wall, looking upfront.

I was about to say something when, "Boss man!"

"Man, where are you?!"

"Dude, where the fuck are you?!"

I saw Silver roll his eyes and I got scared and held his bicep.

He removed my fingers from his bicep, giving me a glare.

"They're not gonna eat you up. Just shut up and follow me."

He stood up and I followed him outside while trying to ease my nerves.

As soon as we stepped outside, I saw two black SUV vans. And multiple people dressed in all black, standing there.

I hid behind Silver's big form and put a hand on his bicep. He stiffened but thankfully didn't remove my hand.

"Boss, we were finding you for-"

I heard a girl's voice but she quiet down as soon as she saw me and after a hot second I heard multiple gun's cock.

I peeked from his back and saw ten guns pointed at me. Five from the back and five from the front.

Oh shit!