SOLD TO THE MAFIA QUEEN

Ashley’s POV

I heard the sound of my phone ringing close to me on my bed, as if the bark of my dog, Spike, wasn’t enough.

“Ughh! Who could be calling at this time of the day?” I grumbled and used my pillow to cover my head, muffling the sound, but I could still hear it. I turned on my bed, grabbed my phone with my sleepy eyes, My eyes slowly adjusted to the light that was hurting my eyes. I stared at the caller. It was that little bitch, Melody. Why was she calling me so late at night when I hadn’t even slept?

I reluctantly answered the phone. “Hello.” I muttered.

“Hello, is this Queen?” She said in hushed tones.

“Yes, it is I. What do you want?” I questioned.

“I need your help. I have nowhere to go. My brother just kicked me out of his house because I joined your business.” Melody explained, I sat up on my bed rubbing my sleepy eyes.

“Why did he kick you out? Didn’t you tell me you were an adult?” I asked.

“I am but… I still live with my brother.” She replied, in a low tone.

“What kind of number are you using to call me?” I inquired.

“It’s a land line, I am in the middle of the street, and it’s already dark.” She said.

“I know it’s dark already. You just woke me up from my sleep, and I don’t like it when someone wakes me up without permission. Why did you call me? Do you want me to help you?” I asked rudely.

“Yes, if you can,” she said.

“Sorry, I can’t help you. Don’t you have friends?” I asked.

“My friends also don’t have houses; they are still living with their parents.” She said in a slightly shaky voice.

“Oops, sorry, I can’t help you,” I replied with a frown.

“Please…help me queen, you are the only one I can think of.” She pleaded, and I heard two guys talking dirty in the background.

“She is fucking hot. Let’s go play with her,” one of them said.

“L-Let me go! I am not a whore!” Melody replied, from her voice, I knew that she was frightened.

“Queen, please help me.” She said in a strange voice, I could tell that she was crying, Gosh, I don’t want to help her, but why is something telling me to help her? Damn, I can’t believe she needs my help. Well, I have no choice but to help her.

“Give me the phone; play time is over.” One of the guys said and I heard a loud noise before the phone disconnected.

“Melody! Melody!” I called out to her, but it was already disconnected.

“Shit! Why does she want to be a whore when her brother doesn’t approve? Children these days, all they think about is money.” I said to myself and jumped out of the bed, I moved my hand in the air, and reached for my night lamp, I turned it on and slide my feet into my flip flop. I had to go and save her.

I opened my drawer and took out a rifle and my car keys. I dashed out of my room, running down the hallway. Thank goodness, I hadn’t taken off my clothes. I kicked the door of Chris’s room open. I spotted him on the bed. He was in his shorts, and he was grunting like a pig.

“Chris, wake up!” I yelled, standing by the door, but he was still sleeping. I was about to walk into his room when I paused for a moment. I don’t need him. I need to go save Melody myself. I shut the door and started running down the stairs at a great speed. I ran out of the house and into the garage. I settled for the first car I came across. It was a black BMW. I got in and started the engine, driving out of the mansion as the main door parted for me.

*Woof! Woof!* Spike’s barking increased. I looked at my side mirror and saw him. He looked pitiful, and he wanted to stop me from going out. He was a golden German shepherd. He was the only one that kept me company in my mansion whenever I was alone. I ignored him and hit the gas, driving out of the mansion. I saw him jumping around at the gate. I increased the speed of my car. Wait, I don’t know where Melody is.

“Fuck!!” I cursed stepping on the footbrake. I took my phone and dialed the last number that called me.All rights © NôvelDrama.Org.

“Hello! Hello! Melody!” I yelled. I heard rustling and panting sounds in the background, before a loud bang.

“Hello! Q-queen.” She said in a shaky voice.

“Where are you?” I inquired.

“I am…Stay away from me!” She screamed, and I heard noises in the background.

“Melody, just try to be strong and tell me where you are, so I can teach those scumbags a lesson.” I said with a serious face.

“Uh, I am at the bus stop that leads to your building.” She replied.

“Nice!” I exclaimed and hung up, driving down the hallway at a great speed. After driving for a few minutes above the speed limit, I arrived at the bus stop, but there was no sign of Melody. The waiting chair at the side of the bus stop was empty, and there was no one there.

I reached for my phone one more time when I started hearing mumbling sounds accompanied by struggling sounds. I raised my head, trying to figure out where the noise was coming from. I jerked my head to the side and spotted Melody in a telephone box, struggling in the hands of a guy, who was standing behind her, with his hand on her boobs. He was trying to strip her naked and there was a black handkerchief tied to her mouth.

“Melody!” I yelled and grasped my gun. I jumped down from the car and stood in front of them, pointing the gun at the glass they were standing behind.