Chapter 243: Saving the Damsel in Distress
Isabella was sitting on her bed, her knees were pulled tight to her chest as she hugged them, and stared in silence at the clock which sat on her nightstand. It was late at night, yet she could not sleep. After all, she was dreadfully afraid of what her father and brother might due to her.
She had absolutely no concern for her brother’s safety, despite knowing that he was currently the prisoner of his rivals in the Drug business. And simply repeated the same phrase over and over again, almost as if it were a solemn prayer.
“Alex save me…”
Yet something immediately caused the girl to cease her mantra, instead her attention drifted towards the window, which was barred to prevent her escape. Gunfire erupted in the east, along with sounds of explosions. Clearly, something was happening in her father’s territory, and it appeared to be getting closer.
It was at this moment that the power went out. What little lights were used to keep her comfort in the total darkness of her solitary confinement vanished with it. This only further caused Isabella to believe that her home was now under assault by a rival cartel. If that was the case, then what would happen to her?
Soon enough, footsteps could be heard outside her room, along with whispers. Whispers that were clearly in English, a language that Isabella was fluent in.
“Hey, after this you better pay up… Our boys just broke Jalisco’s front lines, and are now encircling what remains of the defenders. Any minute now, they will be pushing through to this fucking compound…”
This was a voice that Isabella was all too familiar with, and she immediately jumped out from under the covers she was just moments ago cowering under, realizing that Alex had actually come to save her. She ran towards the door in excitement, and waited for it to open, all the while she heard a feminine voice argue with her savior.
Isabella immediately began to pout as she heard that a woman was with Alex. As far as she knew, Alex had not brought any of his lovers with him to Mexico, so who was this bitch that was so friendly with him?
Ultimately Alex opened the door, which was locked from the outside to prevent Isabella’s escape, and flashed the light of his rifle on her, seeing that she was staring at him, and pouting, Alex damn neared fired a shot into her chest, as he was not expecting such a sudden jump scare.
Miraculously, despite being hopped up on cocaine, Alex did not pull the trigger, probably because of his superior trigger discipline, and was able to quickly ascertain that she was not a threat. Where he cursed the girl out to her face for nearly giving him a heart attack.
“God dammit Isabella! You have any idea how much fucking coke I have in my system? Any more excitement and my heart won’t be able to take it. Grab whatever you need, you’re coming with us!”
Isabella did not even question Alex, or the motives of whoever sent him. She quickly packed up some important items and got her shoes on before following Alex out of the mansion, where Jalisco’s sicarios could be seen desperately trying to hold back the assault that was coming towards their boss’s residence.
This was the perfect distraction for Alex, Amahle, and Isabella to get away without being seen, as they absconded from the villa’s grounds and drove off north towards Nuevo Laredo where La Madre was waiting for them.
It was only after Isabella was convinced they were safe they she leaned next to Alex who was seated in the back next to her, and kissed him on the cheek, while thanking him for saving her.
“I knew you would come to rescue me! You’re my hero!”
Alex was not used to being called a hero, but if it came from a beautiful princess, then he was happy to fulfill the role. Even if she was a batshit insane drug princess. Amahle, of course, scoffed before lecturing Alex on his ability to pick up chicks.
“Keep it in your pants Mr. She’s our hostage, not your new plaything. Besides, La Madre will want her unmolested… Right Eduardo?”
Eduardo was the other sicario sent to aid Amahle and Alex on their mission to infiltrate the Jalisco mansion and to extract their detained princess. He was a bald man, with a clean-shaven face, and a scar across his cheek. The man did not say a word as ignored Amahle’s statement entirely.
Despite being called a hostage, Isabella clung to Alex tightly, as she refused to part from his side. Acting like a spoiled brat as she denied the picture of captivity that Amahle tried to paint.
“No way! If I am to be a prisoner, then I will be Alex’s prisoner! He can tie me up and force me to warm his bed for him! I don’t mind! But there is no way I’m going to be a captive of that old crone!”
Amahle looked at Alex as if he were an actual prisoner, while the man was quick to defend himself.
“Don’t look at me like that bitch! I have nothing to do with the crazy shit this girl thinks or says!”
Yet Amahle’s gaze did not waver as she stared at Alex as if he were the absolute scum of the Earth, all the while Isabella protested her “mistreatment”
“I’m not a girl! My birthday is this Friday! You owe me Alex! You promised you would fight for me on my birthday, but my stupid brother had to ruin that, so you better make it up to me!”
Amahle scoffed and rolled her eyes, clearly understanding what the girl was asking, before telling Alex that the deal they had made earlier in the day was officially null and void.
“You heard the girl Alex, you found someone to share you bed with, so consider our wager paid in full…”
Alex looked totally defeated as he heard this, he was cheated out of a night with the African beauty by this little nuisance who continued to cling to him, and thus he couldn’t help but whimper like a beaten dog as he lamented his lot in life.
“That isn’t fair….”