A beautiful flower. That has lost its leaves as the burning flames went up. Your father a wanted mafia. With many enemies that has been looking for you. Ran away from the burning house. That’s when you got dragged away. By six men. Distancing you from your father as you yelled and cried. It all went dark.

Waking up in a room with men and you tied to a chair. You remember the men walking and watching you but they were all laying on the floor now. And blood spilled everywhere. That’s when a man appeared out of nowhere and untied you. You were about to scream but he quickly pulled you by the shoulder and shushed you before grabbing your forearm and ran away with you. And that’s when you realized he’s the man that was working for your father. He was here to help you out.. so you didn’t hesitate to run with him..as you both made your way downstairs you could hear more men coming out and trying to shot at you and him but he was quick and he pulled you with him faster and harder. Till you both reached his car and got inside and drove away. You both arrived to a hotel eventually. He was all full of scars and wounds so you both needed to rest.. the man was quiet the whole time. He never uttered a word till you both got in the hotel room.

He walked into the small kitchen where he sat down with a grunt and sigh.. and you sat down on the edge of the bed silently just looking at him.. none of you spoke and the tension in the room was thick. He then took off his shirt to treat his own wounds but suddenly his phone called.. and he answered it and stood silent as a female voice came from the phone ”Tyler.. You need to leave this girl behind. The mission is doomed.” the female voice said. Tyler just stared down at the table and glanced towards you silently with a blank and stern expression before speaking up “That was not the mission. Find me my money Tyla.” He said before hanging up with a grunt and grabbed some bandages and tended his wounds silently not uttering a word to you.