Two bodies together becomes one if interjoined . The sun shone bright reflecting light in the big city. Cars ran around freely as people walked to their respective places.
Joan ran around trying to find a taxi to get her back home. Yes she was aware of what happened the previous night because she instigated it.
Finally she sat at an old taxi that directly took her to the airport that she had booked before the party. After alighting she ran directly to give her plain ticket so she can be approved.
Suddenly people started running in different directions and scattered everywhere making old people and children fall.Joan stood behind a pillar that sheald her small skinny body.
Men voices were heard giving instructions,
" And remember not even a strand of her hair should be missing." He yelled making the people around tremble in fear. They looked like they came from ogre caves. Big, bulky and strong just one flick and you are flying to heaven.
Piping behind the pillar Joan thought that the bulky men looked awfully familiar...like she had spotted them somewhere.
Wait he now knows why they looked familiar, it was because she owed their boss money.
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Don't even think about fleeing, you thought you could hide away from me..." A blonde man stood Infront of her smirking.
He spent three years worth money looking for her and now that he has found her she couldn't run again.
" Brother," cold sweat couldn't help but run down her back. She tried her best from meeting this man again but he seemed like a devil always around.
"Today is the day to call me brother, we are going to get married right away," he explained instructing his men tho get the car ready.
Joan almost spat blood, marriage what does this thug know?
"Amos mmmh let's negotiate about this." She smiled nervously following him. He stopped suddenly making her face hit his back causing her pain to her nose.
"No negotiation allowed, you lied to me three years ago, not anymore." He looked at her pinching her red nose. "You really fooled me last time making me loose money and my men." His face was dead serious that made Joan tremble.
Knowing his character well she regreted running away years ago. Like a lost lamb she sat by his side and left to wherever he went.
The car was silent as everyone was planning what to do next. Joan hatched a plan and looked at Amos's closed eyes.
He surprisingly looked calm and healthy compared to the last time she saw him,
"Like what you see, I did some improvement on myself..." He hadn't changed at all still the nassist she knew.
" What is there to like, you can't compare to the hot men around here... Just nothing but pig trotters."
Being a gang leader and the son of the feared assassin in the world, he was sure mocked. His driver swallowed his laughter and pretended to be deaf.
The car stopped in a big estate driving through to the mansion garage.
"Are still muching off money from old people... because how can you afford this type of building."