CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND NINETY-ONE BEING HIS POSSESSION..
~MAE~
I felt like the whole world was about to crumble, staring at the gun right on George's head.
“Don't touch him,” I cried with trembling lips, feeling my head spinning like it was about to fall off.
George didn't say a word. Instead, he raised his hand above his head, staring at the gunman.
“Who do you think you are?” the man scoffed, puffing out smoke from his nostrils. I found myself wondering how he did that without a cigar stick in his hand.
“Please,” I cried again, shaking like I'd caught a cold flu.
“Oh please,” the man scoffed.
“You have just two seconds remaining,” he said to George.
“Pablo, get out of there; that isn't our target,” Another man said audibly from their car, and my eyes widened in relief.
“Oh shit!” the so-called Pablo said.
“Wrong person, sorry!” he said hurriedly before running off to his car. I stared with widened eyes as their car roughly drove out of sight.
“Oh my...” I breathed heavily, turning back to George. Coincidentally, he turned to me,
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