Chapter 243: Saving the Damsel in Distress
Isabella was sitting on her bed, her knees were pulled tight to her chest as she hugged them, and stared in silence at the clock which sat on her nightstand. It was late at night, yet she could not sleep. After all, she was dreadfully afraid of what her father and brother might due to her.
She had absolutely no concern for her brother’s safety, despite knowing that he was currently the prisoner of his rivals in the Drug business. And simply repeated the same phrase over and over again, almost as if it were a solemn prayer.
“Alex save me...”
Yet something immediately caused the girl to cease her mantra, instead her attention drifted towards the window, which was barred to prevent her escape. Gunfire erupted in the east, along with sounds of explosions. Clearly, something was happening in her father’s territory, and it appeared to be getting closer.
It was at this moment that the power went out. What little lights were used to keep her comfort in the total darkness of her solitary confinement vanished with it. This only further caused Isabella to believe that her home was now under assault by a rival cartel. If that was the case, then what would happen to her?
Soon enough, footsteps could be heard outside her room, along with whispers. Whispers that were clearly in English, a language that Isabella was fluent in.
“Hey, after this you better pay up... Our boys just broke Jalisco’s front lines, and are now encircling what remains of the defenders. Any minute now, they will be pushing through to this fucking compound...”
This was a voice that Isabella was all too familiar with, and she immediately jumped out from under the covers she was just moments ago cowering under, realizing that Alex had actually come to save her. She ran towards the door in excitement, and waited for it to open, all the while she heard a feminine voice argue with her savior.
“Fuck you! You miserable bastard! How the hell are you always right? God dammit, fine you will get what’s promised to you, but not before we save our little damsel in distress! Now shut the fuck up before someone hears you!”
Isabella immediately began to pout as she heard that a woman was with Alex. As far as she knew, Alex had not brought any of his lovers with him to Mexico, so who was this bitch that was so friendly with him?
Despite being called a hostage, Isabella clung to Alex tightly, as she refused to part from his side. Acting like a spoiled brat as she denied the picture of captivity that Amahle tried to paint.
“No way! If I am to be a prisoner, then I will be Alex’s prisoner! He can tie me up and force me to warm his bed for him! I don’t mind! But there is no way I’m going to be a captive of that old crone!”
Amahle looked at Alex as if he were an actual prisoner, while the man was quick to defend himself.
“Don’t look at me like that bitch! I have nothing to do with the crazy shit this girl thinks or says!”
Yet Amahle’s gaze did not waver as she stared at Alex as if he were the absolute scum of the Earth, all the while Isabella protested her “mistreatment”
“I’m not a girl! My birthday is this Friday! You owe me Alex! You promised you would fight for me on my birthday, but my stupid brother had to ruin that, so you better make it up to me!”
Amahle scoffed and rolled her eyes, clearly understanding what the girl was asking, before telling Alex that the deal they had made earlier in the day was officially null and void.
“You heard the girl Alex, you found someone to share you bed with, so consider our wager paid in full...”
Alex looked totally defeated as he heard this, he was cheated out of a night with the African beauty by this little nuisance who continued to cling to him, and thus he couldn’t help but whimper like a beaten dog as he lamented his lot in life.
“That isn’t fair....”