Sold To A Gang Leader novel Chapter 14

Sold To A Gang Leader

[He owns her]

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(He likes her?)

Shawna's POV

An hour later we landed and I smiled inwardly. This is actually the second time I'm flying on air, the first was when my both parents were still alive. I think I was 5 then too.

It's more beautiful considering the fact that it's a private jet but it felt uncomfortable because I had to sit across Dillion all through.

We entered into a waiting car. There were guards there who ushered us into a black Jeep.

After we'd gotten in, the driver took off. We spent about 3 hours on the road, by then everywhere was already dark.

I smiled again as I stared out through the window.

Everywhere looks beautiful.

Welcome to Mexico Shawna, I told myself. But it could have been way better if, I wasn't a slave. Way better.

After riding for those hours, we finally arrived and got down. I followed Dillion slowly from behind as he walked into a huge house or perhaps its a mansion.

It's seriously good to be wealthy.

Even if it's late already, everywhere looked bright because of the light fixed at every corner of the huge house.

"Dillion!!!" A tiny voice shrieked.

The voice sounds like a female voice.

Then the female ran and came to hug Dillion.

Who is she? I wondered staring from behind trying to see her face.

"I've missed you so much Dillion" the girl after disengaging from the few seconds hug said to him.

"Yeah, it's only been a few weeks" Dillion replied simply not seemingly to miss her too.

"Huh, why are you like this?" The girl said in a sad tone and watched as he started leaving.

The girl saw me and I also saw her face.

Oh! She's that brat. Their sister.

She rolled her eyes at me and without saying a word she ran and held Dillion.

"Did you get anything for me then? Did you?" She asked him in an excited tone.

"No" I heard Dillion answer her again.

I kept following them, then we got into the sitting room.

"Where is he?" Dillion finally stopped in front of the stairs he was about to climb and asked the girl.

"He's still at the office" she responded.

He then continued climbing leaving the little brat standing and staring at him.

"Dillion, who is she?" She asked him and he stopped.

He turned back to stare at her, his hands tucked into his trouser pocket.

"Follow me" he said in a cold tone referring to me and continued climbing the stairs.

The girl glared at me as I walked pass her.