Claimed by the Mafia King

“Mira!” Scar called again, coming closer.

Ken freaked out this time. “Mr Man if you take one more step towards us, she’s dead!” He spat.

Ken spun me around so that we could both stare at Scar.

People were already starting to notice the strange activity that was going on between us now.

The Place was not too crowded yet, but now a considerable amount of people were coming out of their stores to see what was going.

Scars voice must have called to them.

I couldn’t tell if or if not it was what he Intended when he called my name out loud. It was a smart move from him though.

‘Help people don’t just stand there watching!’

It was about time they noticed. I thought taking in deep breaths to calm my self.

“One more step and she’s dead.” Ken repeated, like him repeating it would send the right amount of fear to me and to Scar.

“Really?” Scar asked with a smile. That was the first time I heard him say something other than my name. His voice sent my Heart thumping.

“Really?” he repeated.

Ken did not reply.

Scar took two more steps to us, his eyes dared Ken to try and hurt me if he could. I felt dizzy all of a sudden. They were playing power tussle with my life.

I didn’t know why I trusted Scar to save me, someone I didn’t know, someone I didn’t even trust his sanity. Maybe because I didn’t have any choice.

“Do not mess with me. Go your way and I’ll forgive you for this!” Ken warned.

“Let her go now.”Scar ordered with a smirk. Then he raised his hands up in a surrender “And I promise not to hurt you. I might actually Forgive you, you know.”

“You!” Ken exclaimed laughing, “Who do you think you are? Do you know who I am?”

I had to save myself now that they were engaging in a power tussle of some sort and Ken was distracted.

This was the perfect time to set myself free.

I turned around and kicked Ken hard on the feet with my right leg. He staggered a little, but didn’t fall.

I did not give him the time to balance on his feet before I tried to run, but then he caught me by the arm.

He dug his fingers into my skin, “You are going no where! You are mine don’t try to fight it.” He screamed at my face.

I didn’t move, I knew that if I did his grip would hurt more.

When Scar saw how tight Ken’s grip was on me he became furious. I could practically feel the anger radiating from him.

The place was crowded now mostly with women and children. No one made a move to save me though. I didn’t blame them they didn’t understand what was happening.

To the ordinary eye I was with Ken and Scar was out of place. That was how he was discriminated because of his looks. I was also guilty of the same, guilty as charged

“Let her go now!” Scar calmly ordered.

I was surprised at how he seemed to remain calm. Maybe he took in deep breaths like I did, but that doesn’t even work for me most times. Or maybe he was an expert at hiding his feelings.

“Or what?” Ken asked giggling. He was clearly underestimating the guy before him.

“I’ve had enough, You asked for it!” Scar growled. Before I could register what was happening he dragged me away from Ken pulling me to the side like I had no single weight.

The knife cut my upper arm during Ken’s struggle to hold me back. I could feel the blood gushing out from the cut in quick succession. The cut was not that deep, but I had a lot of blood, too much for my little body.

I held my hand_applying pressure to my arm to stop the blood from flowing much.

The luck I had was that I was putting on a black gown.Property of Nô)(velDr(a)ma.Org.

I stopped myself from looking at the cut because it would make me start feeling a lot more nervous that I was already feeling.

“You bastard!” Ken spat.

Scar kicked the knife from Ken’s hand and grabbed him by the shirt. “How dare you!” He screamed.

Ken threw the first punch, but Scar dodged it expertly.

Scar did everything so fast that if you blinked you would miss it.

He held on to Kens right hand bringing it above his head. It was the same hand Ken tried to throw a punch with.

“I warned you didn’t I? But like all others you didn’t listen. So you too will pay for not listening.” Ken stood still staring with his mouth agape while Scar smiled triumphantly.

I didn’t know what Scar did next but then Ken screamed like he was being burnt and I swear I heard a bone break.

He kept on screaming as he went limp with pain, I almost laughed out loud.

Ken looked like a kid that had been beaten thoroughly by an elder.

I blinked back the tears that had gathered in my eyes and smiled.

Just then the driver of the Camry came out and started shooting like a crazy person.

Shit! I forgot the car.

There soon became a lot of noise and commotion as a result of the shooting. People started running here and there trying to protect their loved ones.

Scar left Ken just as quickly as he held him.

He then rushed to me and carried me to a store close by for cover.