THE MAFIA’S SWEETHEART : CHAPTERS 141 – 150
BY NAOMI CINDY B.
CHAPTER 144
DEEP FOREST**
Beryl and Leenox are still on the run, they’ve been on it since some hours ago without stopping.
The forest is dmn big, and it seems there’s no end to it as they kept going from woods to woods.
No sign of chasers, but Leenox is sure that they’re chasing.
Beryl was already so tired, but she kept following him as he pulled her along, big drops of sweat kept falling from her face.
Her toe suddenly h!t on a stunt, and she fell heavily.
“Ouch!” She whimpered, her knees peeled and was already bI.eeding.
“Leenox I can’t go on again, let them just come and take me away, leave me here please” she said powerlessly.
“I don’t care about you, but I must do what I was payed for” he replied and tore a part of his shirt.
He tied it on her peeled knees before pulling her up forcefully.
“You wanna go back to that h’llhole? Think straight” he said, and she swallowed hard as he started dragging her along again.
Beryl gathered the remaining strength in her and just followed as they ran through mountains, hills and shrubs.
Leenox stopped when he suddenly sighted six bald g.angsters ahead, he pulled Beryl into the middle of two close trees, and they hid there quietly.
He had to cover her mouth to block her heavy breaths.
He peeped out and quickly snuck back in when he saw more of them.
“Sht” he muttered, staying still till he couldn’t hear sounds anymore.
He peeped out again and when he saw they’re gone, he pulled Beryl out and they continued the race, but they’d barely ran ten steps when he suddenly saw an arrow coming their way.
He quickly hugged Beryl’s face to his chest, turning her away from the arrow, and it thrusted into a tree.
They made to take the right, but five gangsters blocked them, they faced the left but ten blocked them.
Their front and back were covered by ga.ngsters too.
One of them shot, and Leenox quickly pushed Beryl out of the way.
She fell on the dried leaves on the ground, and the bvllet h!t Leenox’s arm.
“Leenox!” Beryl started crying.
“Fk!” He groaned, running towards the shooter despite his bI.eeding arm
Before he could get to the shooter, one of them lifted him off the ground and threw him to a tree like a doll.
He crashed heavily on it before falling to the ground, rolling back to them.
“Leenox no” Beryl cried more, covering her mouth with her palm.
THE MAFIA’S SWEETHEART : CHAPTERS 141 – 150
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