Sold To The Mafia Lord

The scorching heat radiating from the fire caused beads of sweat to form on their skin, and the intense heat threatened to singe their hair.

Travis, his voice strained with frustration, grabbed at his own hair in exasperation. “Argh! Such terrible luck!” he muttered, his words a mix of irritation and resignation. The gravity of the situation sank in as they realized the severity of their predicament. They were trapped, with no clear way out.

The crackling of the flames and the suffocating smoke filled the air around them, making it difficult to breathe. Time seemed to stretch on, each passing moment carrying more weight as they desperately sought an escape route.

Amelia’s mind raced, searching for a solution amidst the chaos. She quickly assessed their surroundings, looking for any potential means of escape. But the surrounding area offered no respite, with flames licking at every possible exit.

With a deep breath, Amelia tried to steady herself, refusing to succumb to panic. “Travis, we need to find another way out,” she said firmly, her voice carrying a note of determination. “We can’t give up now.”

Travis nodded, his eyes reflecting both fear and resolve. “You’re right,” he responded, his voice filled with determination. “We have to keep searching, there has to be another way.”

“What about our blankets from earlier??” Amelia suddenly ask.

Travis looked around and saw that it was on a table close by so he went to get it.

He gave Amelia her own and she gladly accepted it

Amelia, feeling a sense of urgency, quickly wrapped herself in the duvet she had grabbed earlier. Although it had been wet from the water they had used to combat the flames, it had now dried and was not as damp as before. Travis followed suit, covering himself in a duvet as well.

As they approached the door, a glimmer of hope emerged. There was a small area near the entrance that seemed to be relatively free from the encroaching flames. Their eyes met, and without exchanging a word, they nodded in silent agreement. This was their chance.

Travis took a deep breath, his chest expanding as he gathered his strength. Amelia tightened her grip on her resolve, her determination shining in her eyes. With every passing moment, they knew that any delay could mean the collapse of the burning wooden structure and, subsequently, their demise.

Amelia couldn’t help but feel a wave of fear washing over her. It was a raw, primal fear for her own life. She didn’t want to die like this, the thought of her skin being burned by the scorching flames was already unbearable, let alone the prospect of her entire body suffering the same fate. The fear consumed her, gripping her heart tightly.

But amidst her terror, another thought pierced her mind-the thought of her husband, Alexander. Earlier, they had shared a heartfelt conversation, and the memory of their words echoed in her mind. The idea of leaving him behind, of not being there for him anymore, sent a sharp pang through her heart. Unbeknownst to her, a single tear escaped her eye, tracing a path down her cheek.

Amelia wiped the tear away quickly, unwilling to let her emotions distract her from the task at hand. She knew she had to focus, to fight for her survival, and for her husband. Pushing her fears aside, she locked her gaze onto the small opening near the door, her mind racing to find a solution.

Travis, sensing Amelia’s distress, placed a supportive hand on her shoulder. His touch provided a momentary sense of comfort, reminding her that she was not alone in this harrowing ordeal. With renewed determination, she met his gaze, her eyes filled with a mix of determination and gratitude.

“Let’s go,” Travis said, his voice steady and resolute. “We can make it through that opening. We have to believe.”

Amelia nodded, her voice filled with a quiet determination. “You’re right. We have to keep fighting. We can’t give up yet!”

Amelia and Travis sprinted through the fiery chaos, their desperate escape hampered by the searing heat that engulfed them. The flames raged around them, threatening to consume everything in their path. The intensity of the inferno was unbearable, causing Amelia to feel as if her skin was about to peel off.

As they ran, Travis’s eyebrows were already reddened by the intense heat. Beads of sweat streamed down his face, his expression a mix of determination and pain. Amelia, on the other hand, was overwhelmed by a combination of physical and emotional exhaustion.

The stress and grief she had experienced, coupled with the intense heat, had taken a toll on her. Tears that had previously fallen when she witnessed her friend’s lifeless body being consumed by the flames had left her with a pounding headache. Dizziness washed over her, threatening to send her collapsing to the ground.

Amelia’s body began to feel heavy, her legs growing weaker with every step. She struggled to maintain the pace set by Travis, her breath becoming labored. Despite her best efforts, she couldn’t keep up any longer, her stamina waning.

Just as Amelia’s strength was about to give out, a small, desperate voice pierced through the raging inferno. It was the voice of a child, crying out for help from a room nearby.

“Mommy! Somebody help me in here! I’m trapped!” the agonizing cry reached Amelia’s ears, tugging at her heartstrings. The desperate plea filled the air, an anguished plea for someone to come to the child’s aid.

Amelia’s heart pounded in her chest as she came to a sudden halt. The cries of the child resonated within her, stirring a deep sense of compassion and responsibility. She couldn’t just ignore the plea, leave the child stranded in danger.

“Anybody there? Please… Mommy!” the child’s voice continued, growing more desperate with each word. The sense of urgency in his cries tore at Amelia’s soul, overpowering her own fears and exhaustion.Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.

Without a moment’s hesitation, Amelia made a split-second decision. She turned around, retracing her steps back toward the room they had just fled. As she sprinted back, her mind raced, her determination overriding any consideration for her own safety.

Travis, momentarily stunned by Amelia’s sudden change of direction, watched as she disappeared back into the flames. Frustration and disbelief etched across his face, he muttered to himself, “This little… Can’t she just mind her business??!!”