Chapter 2 Narrow Escape

Isabella's POV

My heels clicked against the pavement as I stumbled out of the club, rushing into the quiet street.

I kept on turning around to confirm if someone was coming after me but to my surprise, there wasn't anyone.

I smiled widely at the bundles in my hand, slowing down my pace since no one was coming after me.

I was already calculating everything I needed to do with the money since I'm a big time debtor already, "Bastard!" I cursed, adjusting my bra.

Still lost in thought, a sharp voice suddenly sliced through the night. "There she is, get her!" And before I knew it, I noticed heavy footsteps storming towards me.

I turned to confirm what was happening, only for me to see three huge men were seriously chasing after me. I didn't even give the situation a second thought, I simply bolted away and started to run as fast as I could, my feet touching my butt.

Just as I was about to take my last turn, I suddenly stumbled upon a fine small rock and I fell to the floor with a heavy thud, scratching my skin on the harsh floor.

I moaned in pain and tried to stand back up on my feet, but the men already closed up on me, smiling and laughing at my fall.

"Wait, please! Please don't!" I begged, but two of the full bodied men dragged me up roughly and one of them held me by the neck, almost choking me. "You tiny little brat, how dare you mess with our boss?" He growled, his eyes blazing with rage.

"No wait, I'm sorry. I didn't, I swear I didn't mean to." I begged, but none of the men seemed to be listening.

They began to drag me away, maybe to their boss, but somehow, I knew I was doomed.

"Well, our boss wants you, so you're fucking gonna be at his service, do you hear me?!" They growled.

"No, wait please, I'm just a stripper, nothing more, please don't hurt me!" I pleaded but I was still being dragged away.

"Oh well, we ain't hurting you. But our boss will." He said again, this was when I knew I was doomed.

"Wait, wait, wait! Please, I can give you what you want. I've money please, I can give you all the money please." I pleaded, desperation creeping into my voice.

"Wait, what?! You said you can give us what we want?" One of them asked, his voice firm and unpredictable.

"Yes, please." I answered while still sobbing.

"Let's see what that pussy tastes like. Hmm, yummy already!" One of the guys mumbled into my ear. They suddenly paused, and dropped me down, while the three of them stared at me on the floor.

"Take all the money, take everything, please" I squeaked.

I'm just as broke as I am. I'm also a debtor at the moment, hiding and escaping from everyone I'm owing, but here I'm, about to give out my largest pay that could cover at least one quarter of my debt.

"I smell your pussy already, I bet you'll taste nice, honey." One of them slurred, licking and biting the bottom of his lips.

"What the fuck are you guys doing? Have you lost it? Are you trying to tip on boss's package before it gets to him?" The third guy said while frowning at two other guys.

"He ain't gonna know, nigga, let's run this together dawg. We just gonna fuck her and take her to boss." They protested.

"The bitch is gonna talk." The other guy said, while still trying to disagree with them.

"Well, Boss won't believe no bitches." They snapped back in a suggestive tone.

My eyes darted below his abdomen and I could see his dick bulging through his pants already.

While the three of them were still arguing among themselves, I decided to take a calculated risk. Without hesitation, I lunged forward and extended my hands towards their dick, grabbing them both as though I was going to yank their balls out.

They screamed and begged, but I didn't stop, I squeezed them harder and watched them cry like a baby.

I figured out I'd squeezed them enough to buy myself a running time, so I picked my bundles of cash from the floor and bolted away. The third guy didn't come after me immediately, instead, he was confused where to start from. Whether to call the ambulance for the guys wincing in pain or to come chasing after me.

I ran very fast until I was out of the quiet neighborhood. I got to the main street so I began to wave down cars. All the cars I waved down either sped away or ignored me. Maybe it's because of how I was dressed, but I cared less about that.

I felt like crying because I was losing my mind already. If I don't get a ride immediately and those guys come get me again, it won't be funny this time around. The second catch might be the end of me.

"Please stop!" I begged every car that sped past me, but none of them stopped to help me.

I was at the verge of losing hope when suddenly, a car pulled over in front of me, but just when I thought he was gonna help, he sped away immediately.

A rough voice suddenly yelled from behind, "Hey, you, Stop! You can't outrun us!" They growled.

I turned around and saw the three guys closing on me again. Two of them clutched at their dick, wincing in pain as they stumbled forward. Despite their evident pain and struggle, they refused to give up the chase.

Their persistent pursuit sent a chill down my spine. I knew I had to keep moving if I wanted to escape from them. But at this point, I can't run any further, I've come to the end of the street, and I needed help.

"Hey, bitch! Stay right there." They barked from afar.

I began to panic, the men were getting close and they'll soon get a hold of me if I don't find an escape route.

I threw myself onto the street, waving my arms desperately at passing cars. "Please, stop!" I screamed, but no one did. A car zigzagged to avoid me, honking angrily. Another driver rolled up his window, pretending not to see me. "Fuck!" I cursed underneath my breath.

Out of nowhere, a black Lamborghini Urus suddenly pulled up. The car was almost looking too luxurious and expensive for this part of the town. Without thinking twice, I pulled the door open and threw myself inside.

"Drive, Drive!" I screamed.