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Chapter 10 - Chapter 9 :Escape,gunshot

THIRD POV~

 

 They finally get to the place filled with different shops and just from the look of the place one can tell how expensive the products and materials will be.

 They step out together and Araya instantly lonks her arm with Vincenzo's while looking around the place a wide grin on her face.

 

 Suddenly an idea hits her and she turns towards Vincenzo and gestures with her hand for him to come closer.

 

 ''What''Vincenzo asks a brow raised and she just shakes her head before going on her tiptoes.

 

''I want to buy dresses first''She tells him and he nods his head before wrapping his arm around her waist to which she replies by resting her head on his arm and they start walking inside.

 The moment they reach the glass door of the first shop the doorman seems to tense at the sight of Vincenzo before bowing.

 Looking at the scene confused she looks at vincenzo who has a straight face.

 

 They enter the shop and Araya looks around the place stunned not to find anybody there and a skeptical look cross's over her features.

 

 ''Vinny,why is there no one here''Araya whispers to the man her eyes moving round the rows and rows of clothes.

 

 ''I booked it baby,pick anything u want'' He simply answers like it is something little which stuns her yet again.

 

 ''I can pick the whole store''Araya asks jokingly her blue pale eyes lit up in mischeav but the man looks at her and seeing the twinkle in her eyes he is lost and before he can even stop himself he nods smiling back at her.

 

 ''Yes baby''Vincenzo confirms to which she lets out an excited squeal hugging him tightly.

 She pulls away only to turn and meet two sales attendants wearing a black and white uniform their eyes not looking at them.

 

 ''We are here to help you with anything you will need miss''The brunette says her voice shaky but Araya decides to just ignore it.

 Everybody seems to be like that when they are around.

 

 She sits down on the sofa with Vincenzo and starts pointing at clothes most of the dresses ending mid thigh.

 

 ''No short dresses''Vincenzo tells her and she nodsher head obediently which surprises him as he knows the girl is never one to just obey.

 With narrowed eyes he stares at her but she just focuses on choosing dresses.

 

 After sometime she turns to him''Vinny'' Araya whines and Vincenzo looks at her waiting for her to talk.

 

 ''I want to use the washroom''To which Vincenzo stands up and stretches his hand for her and she gladly takes his hand.

 They walk towards the washroom in the luxurious building.

 

 With her heels clicking against the marbled floor of the place they get there and she turns to raise her eyebrow at Vincenzo who is about to enter with her.

 

 ''it's for ladies''She says and rushes inside locking the door.

 Inside she grins to herself and walks towards a stall opening the window.

 

 ''Time for the plan''She says and removes her heels before climbing onto the toilet seat, opening she looks outside and grins.

 Climbing out of the window she successfully jumps out of the place and claps her hand a truimphant expression on her face.

 

 ''Let's see who will stop me from buying my babies''She mutters to herself,when Vincenzo told her not to buy short dresses she agreed simply because she knows she will definitely get what she wants.

 

 Araya starts walking towards the other shops a wide grin on her face.

 Browsing through the collection of dresses contentment filling her heart.

 

 ''Oh my ba-ahhh''Araya screams when she hears a sudden gunshot and the people around scream and start running around.

 With widened eyes Araya curses seeing men in black with guns shotting around and people dropping dead.

 

 ''Shit''She curses before starting to run back to the mall where she left vincenzo.

 Taking out her phone she tries to call her brother but the call doesn't go through.

 

 Calling her dad it also says switched off and so she quickly starts running only for a hand to harshly tug her hair.