His Queen

Chapter 6

Lillia's PoV

I pulled over and turned off the car. The police car pulled over as well. The police officer, a white male with the name Anderson printed on his uniform, quickly walked up to my window.

"Do you think I'm an idiot?" I jumped at his loud voice and looked at him in confusion.

"Excuse me, sir?" He smirked down at me.

"Do you work for Mr. Valentino? This is one of his cars." I shook my head.

"Step out of the vehicle, now." I did what he said and he placed my hands on top of the car.

He began to pat me down, but my chances of somehow getting out of this were completely gone when he found the gun.

Tears leaked from my face as his 'pat down' turned into him scratch and painfully gripped the exposed skin. He ignored my pleads, he even seemed to like them.

I felt numb as his dirty fingers dug their way around my butt, gripping the skin extremely violently.

I find myself wishing Mr. Valentino was here, he would make him stop. He would save me.

But I was an idiot. I had the chance for him to find me and take me back to the house but I was too scared. I should have given him a chance. Maybe he is a nice guy who just has a dangerous job.

"Yeah, you are definitely one of Valentino's girls." He laughed as he continued his torture. I just let him, like a pathetic defenseless little girl.

Thankfully, he stopped when someone radioed him. He put me in cuffs, read me my rights, and pushed in the back of his police car.

My tears kept coming, making Anderson smirk at me. I couldn't even look him in his eyes.

Anderson bragged on the radio about how it got one of Valentino's girls and how I will tell them everything I know about the gang, which isn't true. I may not know anything but if I did, I won't tell them shit.

Anderson went silent for a second and sucked in a deep breath before typing in a number into the car system. I watched as it rang until someone picked it up.

"Who the fuck is this?" I jumped at the rough voice on the other side of the line. The voice sounded kind of familiar, but I couldn't figure it out right away.

"I need to talk to Valentino; I have something of his." My tears turned into hopeful ones as I realized that he was going to let Mr. Valentino knew that I'm with him. I could only wish that Mr. Valentino will come and get me; the idea of hearing his voice made me even the slightest bit happier.

I heard the sound of movement from the other line.

"You're a dead man," Hudson growled. Lord, I've never heard him this angry. It wasn't even anger at this point; he was murderous.

In front of me, I saw Anderson flinch from his voice.

"I've never seen you fuss over one of your girls like this before. I can see why, though, she's a cute little thing." Anderson didn't seem as confident as he acted. His voice was weak, but he made it louder so Mr. Valentino couldn't hear it.

I don't think it worked.

"I'll make a trade. Turn yourself in and I'll release the girl." Anderson rushed out while glancing at me from behind his shoulder. I didn't even notice that I was peering out the front seat to hear Mr. Valentino better.

I decided to let Mr. Valentino know I was here, a stupid idea really.

"Hudson!" My scream caused Anderson to slam on his brakes.