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The Four Mafia Men and Their Prize
10- Freedom!
Aurora POV
The air was crisp and cool, and the air smelled like freshly cut grass. The sun was shining bright, not a
cloud in the sky. I don’t think, I just start running. I descend about eight or ten white marble steps before
reaching a large circular driveway. I can barely register where I am or what I am doing. I quickly stop
and look around, whipping my head so fast looking at anything and everything, trying to find the best
path to take.
I see a garden with lots of shrubbery and colorful flowers in front of me, a bridge over a small pond and
several wooden benches scattered. The driveway was long and curved around it.
My mind is running a marathon, I hardly notice the massive building behind me. It really must be a
fucking castle! I see lots of open greenery all around and then trees. Lots of trees. Are we surrounded
by a forest?
“Auroral Get your ass back here now!” Kai screams. I see him stomp out of the large white door,
shaking his head, his tall dominating figure descends the steps in haste. He is holding something round
and silver in his hands. He has a devilish smirk on his face like he is going to devour me for lunch.
My flat feet are hitting the pavement hard, my lungs are beginning to burn. I knew that I should have
done more cardio, but let’s face it, I am a proud member of the procrastination society and I just am too
lazy to tuck the girls into a sports bra and I much rather jog to the couch with a tub of ice cream than
jog around the park.
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I look behind me and barely see but it looks like he pulled out a whistle and then I hear it. He blew it
three times. The loud shrill like pitch stings my ears, but I am already running. I follow the path of the
driveway to the right. This dress restricts some of my movement, but I continue to push.
I start hearing more whistles then I hear lots of rough masculine voices yelling, pretty sure I hear my
name a few times.
My lungs are burning, I feel myself slowing as tears swell in my eyes, threatening to release down my
checks. My vision becomes blurry as I continue to push and all 1 can think about is how I just want to
go home and how scared I am because I am in the middle of fucking woods and I can’t seem to find a
cross road.
This driveway is never ending!
Two large black SUVs come speeding by and come to a dramatic stop ahead of me. Out jumps two
men from this morning, Jason, and Charlie. They just stand by the open doors waiting for me to
approach as they are still quite a distance away.
I look behind and see at least 10 men running behind me, Kai right on my heels with a stoic face, the
silver object still clutched tightly in his fists.
Fuck!
As I get closer to Jason, I hear him order “Aurora, Stop!” I begin to slow down, realizing I am not going
to win this round. Yet seeing Jason and the others just waiting and not moving made me mad! At least
try. My lungs are burning. yet I feel a renewed energy as I continue to run down the driveway. They
think they can control me! Ha! They have no idea who I am.
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