98. Mae

"Give me the gun," Pete commanded like he was Leo and I'd readily obey.

"So you can shoot me with it?" I raised a brow when I asked that. Leo was going to sell me off to Lade today, he had already informed me so the only thing in my head since then has been the fact that Lade could kill me the moment I become his. And he might do it in front of Leo, who might not stop him.

I was hoping Leo had the slightest interest in me by now, then maybe I could beg him to add another option to what I had to do to leave here. I would choose that other option and change my mind on accepting to kill Lade to gain my freedom back.

It's only obvious to me now that Leo is just a naturally lewd man, and hence all the things he has done to and with me, including making me choke on his incredibly big dick. Aside from the little pleasure he got from making me do the dirty things he likes, he probably has nothing more importance with me.

Maybe he's obsessed with my father but not me. He has grown colder around me than he previously was and some part of me hates him more for that.

I don't like the conflicting feelings I've been having about him; I don't like that I'd be sold to Lade today; I don't like that Pete's in my fucking face right now, and I didn't like watching the asshole holding his shoulder on the ground(thanks to me) raping the maid. I had seen him pull her to a corner and force her against the wall and the first thing that popped into my mind was to get the gun Pete had given to me the day Leo was attacked.

I took it from where I had hidden it and ran down to help her. It was the least I could do to stop feeling as horrible as I was feeling. I just couldn't stop doubting myself for some reason. My fear was creeping in again and I was scared I'd die before the day's end if Lade's buys me.

If I couldn't be alive to gain my freedom after killing Lade and come back to save the other girls like myself forced to be under Leo but as whores, the least I could do was save the maid that was getting raped downstairs.

After I had corked the gun and had the man put his hands up in surrender, I asked the lady to go back inside. I was planning to just walk away with the gun after getting him to stop raping her but Pete showed up with the maid and startled the shit out of me. And now, the rapist was on the floor with ha bleeding shoulder.

"Give me the goddamn gun," Pete got angry and didn't hide it, his tone expressed it well.

"No," I refused and corked the gun to warn him not to try and do anything to me.

"She was just helping me," the maid said in a low voice from behind but Pete ignored her words. He was so angry at me, and that without a good reason.

"If you make me take the fucking gun from you, I swear I'll shoot you with it." He flared his nostrils as he spoke. Damn, he was really angry and I don't think it's because I had a gun pointed at him anymore.

"Help yourself," I challenged, knowing I could stand up to him now. Maybe he didn't make my training with him very easy because he didn't like me but that turned out advantageous for me.

The asshole behind me stopped wailing in pain, got me suspicious enough to turn around and see his gun pointed at me again with his good arm so I got pissed and shot at him, multiple times to both his arms to make sure he never used them again.

Immediately I turned back to Pete, he seized the gun from me before I could even stop him. He checked the bullets in the gun and when he saw that there still was some left, he pointed it at me with a smile.

"When last did you get shot?" He laughed and brought the gun closer to me. I knew he definitely wouldn't pull the trigger but he was attempting to frighten me. Like that would work. The only person I could be terrified of was my boss, Leo. Leo was an unpredictable man. And maybe Lade too; just because he was just as closely powerful as Leo was in this city.

"Shoot me, I dare you," I chuckled to irritate him. Leo may be fond of him but letting a bullet anywhere near me might make his boss angry at him and I think he knew it.

Somehow, I had started to feel a bit more stronger, powerful than I had my entire life. I don't know if it's because I'm physically stronger and more capable of defending myself now or if it's because Leo let me know that I was a precious gem. Although being that precious might be the cause of my death, I still felt valued.

And so there and then, I dared Pete to shoot at me. Slowly losing his control, his finger caressed the trigger. It couldn't be that bad if he shot me, at least I wouldn't get to face Lade.

"Pete!" We all turned our heads towards where we heard Leo's voice ring from. He was up there, in that favorite spot of his, and he had been watching.

I dragged my eyes away from looking at Leo to look back at Pete. His eyes were still up, looking at Leo so I took my chance and took the gun back. His attention turned back to me.

"Lucky bitch, boss likes you..." Pete hissed at me moments before Leo joined us where we were.

Leo's eyes planted on me first for some good time before he looked at Pete, and at the maid bowing her head in respect at his presence. And then he returned his eyes to me before looking at the bleeding man on the ground. He was still alive but felt too numb to scream anymore.

"I couldn't stand by and watch him rape her," I broke the silence that prevailed since he joined us. My gun was still pointed at Pete but he didn't seem to care much. Probably knew I wouldn't shoot him too.

With some of his hair dangling over his forehead, Leo questioned Pete with his eyes. "He's one of the new recruits to replace the men we lost that day," Pete told him, referring to the man on the ground.

"If a single hair on her body had gotten hurt..." Leo trailed with a fixed glare on Pete.

"She pulled a gun on me, she was going to shoot me like she did to him," Pete said and got Leo angrier than he was.

"I wasn't going to shoot him," I thought it only right to defend myself.

"You had no business with whatever the hell he was doing with her..." Pete only got that far with his sentence when Leo slapped him.

I flinched unnoticeably from the impact of it. I took my gun away from Pete's direction to give him some space. I can't tell if Leo slapped him for saying I had no business with the man raping the maid or if he did it because he saw Pete try to shoot me but either way, I felt justified.

Once, Leo had slapped me because of Pete, and now it was vice versa. I did my best to bite back my smile. When Pete raised his face, I saw blood trickling down both his nose and lips. Leo had slapped him with his rings on.

"I'm sorry, sir," he bowed his head as he apologized to Leo.

"Take care of this," he told Pete before grabbing me by the arm.