Doted On By The Mafia Boss

Bee looked at the man lying on the floor with his face on the ground, she held her heart which was thumping audibly to her. She was scared, for a moment she really felt as if she would collapse out of fear; well, who won’t be if you get attacked by someone at this hour of the night and that too when you are alone.

Maintaining her safe distance of three steps away from the man who was lying lifeless on the floor she scanned him from carefully. It was dark and the street lights were too pale for her to scan his face, all she could make out was that he was a bulky man. She observed him for some more time but he showed no reaction, it was as if he was a statue which fell off the pedastal waiting for someone to pick him up.

“Are you drunk, mister?” Bee managed to squeal out these words after she finally managed to clam herself down. The girl waited for some more time but her concerned question met with a wall of silence. Strange, she thought to herslef. Was really this man this drunk that he had completly lost his sense but there was no pungent smell of the alcohol which she was accustomed to.

Bee gathered her courage, looking around she found a stick. Lifting it up she carefully poked his shoulders, “Mister... Are you okay? Can you hear me? Hello...” Like before the man remained still, Bee panicked. After making sure that he really won’t cause her any arm she crawled upto him and poked him harder.

Same as before, no reaction!

“Is he unconcious?” Bee just entered her world of fantasies when the man suddenly moved. “Aaaaahhhhh....” Bee screamed but was quitened by the man; he weakely covered his lips indicating her to be silent.

Bee quietened down and observed his face again which was not possible by the faint light. “Who are you, mister?” Bee whispered, the man remained silent to himself or to be precise looked too weak to utter a word. He silently reached for his lower abdomen, after feeling around his left abdomen he removed back and observed his palm.

Even though there was no lighting Bee could still make out the red liquid, which was stained all over his palm, reflecting the faint light of the street.

“B... Blood?” Bee felt herself swooning to numbness; a million question popped in her meddled head.

Who was this man? Why is he bleeding? What on Earth is happening with her?

The man could feel his energy and consciousness draining out, with what remained within him he managed to spell out few words to her, “T... They are after me. R... Run away or they will k... kill you too.” Saying his fainted words he collapsed back on her.

man and questioned impatiently, “W... Who will kill, who is coming. I... Call

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and keeping her shocking discovery to herself she stammered, she couldn’t let a man die in front of her eyes. “I... I am not letting you die...” Saying this she started to look around for shelter. Panicked and

place for them. “Cooperate with me, I will save you!” Saying this she removed her shirt and tied it on his wound to prevent the blood from flowing out, draping his arm around her shoulder she stood up with all her might with

on the other end of the road was an abandoned park which had a old warehouse, she believed that they would be safe there. Her energy was drained off; the man had long fainted on her shoulders. Her own clothes were starting to get wet by his blood. She was even sweating and heaving like crazy, her vision started to blur away but stubborn and determined she managed to drag him and

to be precise a pile of old woods had now became too old; she pushed open the door silently lest she makes and noise and kept the man on the ground. She hurriedly covered him with a few branches and leaves; even if someone were to come it was too dark for someone to spot him

Bee whispered to the man before running out of the warehouse. The warehouse was already in a corner and had a tree grown up on it but still Bee tried to adjusting

at the corner. The man inside was dying and she had to work fast and call for the ambulance but she was too afraid to

closer; Bee held her breath as she could hear the voices of impatient men talking to

really frightening voice groaned in anger. “You are on fool1” another voice scolded, “You could have shot him with a gun but

each other and hiding inside the park Bee understood that they were talking about the man she had just hid. She heaved a sigh of relief,

voice yelled, “Can you both stop with

managed to vanish! Just where on Earth

something over there; let’s go

what if they find them. She couldn’t let them reach

running out of time and the men seemed to be entering. As expected, she

her very cell of her brain, she was at the verge of crying when she remembered

from the club the three noticed some bushes dancing and weird sounds were coming out from there. The two blushed whereas Bee fell into confusion.