After trying to escape homelessness and poverty Ariam Mehki becomes a female escort in the city of Montreal where she meets the rich and famous Abel Tesfaye. Who's life behind the spotlight is beyond average. Being blinded by his heinous crimes and...
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Abel's POV: Construction Site:
Pulling up to this abandoned construction site in LA I could see a couple lights still on the top floor. Meaning that's most likely where Makkonen and Lamar were waiting on me.
I couldn't get Ariam out of my head. My mind kept racing back to her face. The pure fear she had in her eyes. I couldn't even imagine how she must be feeling.
But when that side of me comes out I can't contain it. All I see is red and she was in my line of view. My strength when I'm completely fucked up is beyond cooling down is something I can't even suppress.
I've been trying for years to get my anger underway but it only got worst when I was younger and started doing hardcore drugs. Then as I got older I was abusing them to escape from the mental, physical and verbal abuse I was put through.
I'm ashamed to be this way. But I can't turn back, it's all I know and am. My need to be in control and confine a person is hereditary. But only she knows how much I fucking feel for her.
The connect we have is deep. The unorthodox love we share is something untold. I can't even think straight without her at times. But now wasn't the time to dwell on expressions and feelings.
I had a fucking business to run and my thoughts were clouded. I needed to have my shit straight or Makkonen was gonna see straight through me.
On the way over I smoked a blunt to get my mental right and it was taking a hard toll on me. Rubbing my face roughly i toss the roach out the window before staring at the building for a bit.
I grab my pistol from the glove compartment and load it before getting out of my tinted g-wagon. I tuck it in the back of my pants before tossing my hood on.
