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I made it home from all this shopping, finally. Tom and I succeeded in getting all the bags inside. I went to the mall, too, and kind of bought too many items. I purchased a lot of goddamn clothes that I can't even count on how many bags I got on my fingers & toes.

Tom went upstairs and put my clothes in the room, and I stayed in the kitchen, putting all the food in the cabinets and fridge. About ten minutes later, I was finished stacking everything up in the kitchen. Tom came downstairs and began taking out some spices and food out of the cabinets and refrigerator.

"Dinner is going to be ready in a few minutes. Make sure you go and get yourself cleaned up." He said getting everything prepared.

I nodded. I went upstairs and stripped off my clothes and stepped right into the shower. I got out of the shower for about 15 minutes. I covered myself with a towel and went to the sink and started brushing my teeth. Around 2 minute, I was done with that. I washed my mouth out and went straight into the room trying to find what I was going to wear to bed. I like to look nice when I'm asleep, so don't criticize me.

I've selected this very cute lingerie and I love how it looks on me. I ran and set up my phone in the bathroom and took a photo of myself and shared it on Snapchat & Instagram. My phone started ringing every minute, out of nowhere.

Men always throw themselves at me, as if I don't want any of them. The guy from Walmart slide up on my Snapchat, sending me a message. I was thinking about whether or not to open it or respond.

I chose not to respond to him, because there was only one thing he wanted and everyone knows the one thing these guys want now and days. Another message caught my attention, and it was my ex-boyfriend from New York. I sucked my teeth because he was always disturbing me.

My ex boyfriend is one of the reasons why I left Harlem anyways. He cheated on me with another girl, knowing we've been together for almost four years. At first, I didn't want to open it but I'm bored, and I want to be amused, so I went to ahead and open it.

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You must be wearing that fa me? I know you ain't wearing that for no other nigga 👀

I rolled my eyes because every time I do something he's always assumed I'm doing it for another man. Even if I dress up for another man, that's not his concern.

No, I'm wearing this for my new man. He's on the way to my crib right na 🤫

I love to make him mad for no reason, because when he gets mad, it turns me on a lot, and it's funny. I laughed while waiting for his response, and when I opened his message, I laughed even more. He loves to send pictures of himself holding a gun like someone's scared.

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Yo stop fuckin' playin' with me Angel. I will kill whoever the fuck you fuckin' with. Don't make me take a trip to Cali 💯

We're not even together, so why do you even care about who comes to my house 🙄

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You're still mine though 🤷🏽‍♂️ You're not goin' anywhere so tell that nigga to turn his ass around before I shoot his granny house up.

Nau'Jour are you serious right now? Like I can't fuck with other niggas, but you can fuck with other bitches though? 🤔 Like make it make sense.

I really hate it when men does that. He feels like he can mess with every other girls, but as soon as I mess with a guy he's talking about, I can't do that and then he wants to threaten the guy I'm dealing with. He really just pisses me off with that shit.

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I'm serious as a motherfuckin' heart attack and I ain't even talkin' to these hoes out here. I only want you bae 😢

I grinned. I have decided to leave him open because I know he's lying already. I'm certainly not going to fall again for that trap. I grabbed my laptop so I could start my assignment I missed.

Before I could start my assignment, I heard a huge noise downstairs all of a sudden. I grabbed my robe and put it on quickly and ran downstairs as soon as I could. I looked around and I didn't see Tom anywhere.

"Tom, are you all right? Where are you?" I asked nervously.

I walked to the kitchen where Tom was supposed to be, and I saw the blood on the floor. I began to panic right away. I looked behind the counter and saw Tom laying against the cabinets. I ran to see if he was still breathing. I checked his pulse, and it was pretty good. It looked like someone hit him with something because his head was bleeding.

"What has happened to you, Tom? Did you collapse?" I grabbed his face and looked into his eyes to see if he was wide awake.

He was trying to give me an answer, but his words were not coming out of his mouth."You hang in there, ok. I'm going to call 911. Do not move."

I grabbed my phone and quickly dialed 911."Hey, can you please hurry up and come t-"

I felt something pressing on the back of my head, out of no where. Slowly, I turned around and saw a man pointing a gun to my chest. I had no idea if I should scream or run. I know all of those are not good choices. I very quickly began to panic.

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He was sending me an evil smirk."I want you to tell them it was a mistake and put an end to that damn call."

I was still in shock and couldn't move. I've been trying my best to talk, but I can't utter a thing. I was looking at him, and it looked like he was getting mad. He snatched my hair quickly and put his gun to my chin.

"Tell them it was a fucking mistake or I'm going to put a bullet in your skull!"

I began trembling even more. I looked at him, then I put the phone next to my ear."It was an accident. I apologize for calling."

He snatched my phone from my hand, crushing it to the ground. Then again, he put the gun to my chest.

"Walk your ass into the living room and I'll kill your little ass if you try any funny shit." He kept aiming his pistol at me.

I started to walk into the living room. I saw two other men with a rope and some tape in their hands standing there. He pushed me to the chair, and the two men began to tie me up.

The tears started flowing down my face."What the hell do you guys want from me? I didn't do anything. I don't even know you guys. Are you going to kill me?"

He smiled evilly. "Nah, we're not going to kill you. Unless you show us where the money is."

I was looking at him confused. What kind of money is he talking about? "What money are you referring to? There's nothing I know about some money."

He started to make that evil laugh again. One of his men was told to bring Tom in. One of the men caught Tom and threw him ruthlessly on the floor. Then he pointed his gun at Tom, and I started freaking out because I honestly don't want him to die. He's a nice man, and he doesn't seem to bother anybody. Then he looked at me with a nonchalant expression on his face.

"One of you is aware of where the money is in this house. If someone doesn't talk, someone's going to die, and I'm not fucking playing." He's still pointing his gun at Tom's head.

"Don't hurt him, please. Just let him go. We don't know anything about any money!" I shouted at him, crying.

He came up to me and struck me hard as hell." Do I look fucking stupid to you? Because I know I don't. I know you know the 10 million dollars is stashed somewhere in here. If someone doesn't start talking, I'm putting one of you motherfuckas in a body bag."

I've been struggling to get out of the rope, and I can honestly say that they tied this rope tight enough. I didn't have any idea that my father had a lot of money locked in here. I looked at Tom, and he looked back at me, and I can tell he's getting scared. Tom got up and began to run towards the door. I wanted to leap out of this rope so badly to save him because I know he's going to be killed by one of them.

I was shouting for him to stop."Tom, stay here, please. Please, you're going to get yourself killed!"

As soon as Tom has reached the door. One of the men took out a pistol and proceeded to shoot him. Instantly, his body dropped and I couldn't believe what I saw. I started crying like hell. I couldn't believe that I actually saw someone being shot. Tom's blood coated half the white floor, and I began to feel sick to my stomach. The man began to look at me with a straight face. He walked up to me and grabbed my face hard, almost snatching my head off my body.

He moved my hair out of my face. "If you're not telling me where the money is, then you're going to end up like him, so get the talking."

"I fucking told you already. I don't know anything about the money that's stashed in here. I just moved into this house. Just let me go please. I'm not going to tell anyone that you were here or that you also killed somebody." I cried even harder.

Before he could say a word to me, the door bell rings. He looked at me and pulled his gun at me."I want you to go to the door and tell the person to leave immediately. If you say anything to them, I'm going to kill you and that person at the door. Do you understand me?"

I looked at him, shook my head. He told one of his men to untie me. I wiped my face and straightened my robe and walked towards the door. Slowly, I cracked the door and saw that it was the police.

"Hey, we received a phone call from this address. Is everything all right?" The police asked.

I wanted to tell the police that someone had a gun on the back of my head, but I know I'm going to have a bullet in the back of my head if I utter one thing. I'm trying to come up with something quick, but the words haven't come out of my mouth. I felt the man pushed the gun on the back of my head.

I nervously chuckled. "I'm okay. I didn't even mean to call."

He looked at me as if he was confused."Are you sure of that? Your face has a bruise on it."

I covered my face where the mark was visible. "Oh yeah, I had slipped earlier. I thought I needed the paramedics, but I realized it was nothing. I'm really sorry for calling. Thank you so much for coming."

I instantly shut the door. The man took hold of my arm as hard as hell, and he threw me on the chair. His men tied me up again, and the man looked at me and bent down. He once again placed that evil smile on his face. He moved my hair out of my face, and then he grabbed my jaw pretty tight.

"I'm done playing games with you. You know where that money is placed and I don't want to hurt that pretty face of yours." He ran his fingers through my hair.

"I told you I have no idea where the money is. I moved into this house today. Can you let me go now, please? I speak the truth." I looked at him so angrily, with so much rage.

He looked at me, shook his head. "I want everything to be shattered in this bitch. The money is somewhere in here, and I'm not going to leave without it."

With no hesitation, the men began smashing everything. I got so angry because my father left this house for me, and because of some money I don't know about, my house is being ruined. I began to yell at them to stop.

"Please stop ripping my house apart! My father left this house for me, and you bitches are destroying it because of some money I don't know about!" I yelled.

He gave his men the signal to avoid smashing anything. He looked at me, and he chuckled."You mean to tell me that you're the daughter of Clarence White?"

I looked at him in a confused way because he knows my father's name. "How the fuck do you know the name of my father?"

He pointed his gun to my head. "This was my father's fucking house that your father had taken away from him. Didn't Daddy's little princess know this? Right now I should split your shit. Your father set my family up and stole a lot of things from us. Your father got my pops in prison for 25 years. I'm pretty sure my family's money is the money that's locked up in here."

I couldn't say anything to him. I didn't know that my father did all that stuff to him and his family."I'm sorry that happened to your family, but you can't hold his actions against me. I don't know where the money is, so please, just let me go."

He looked at his men, turning his head towards me."Take her ass upstairs and lock her ass in the room until we come up with something."

I began to wriggle in order to get out of the rope. "Please don't do that! Just let me the fuck go for God's sake! You guys are so fucking insane!"

One of the guys picked me up and threw me over his shoulder. I couldn't kick or slap the guy because my feet and hands were tied together, so I began wiggle.

"LET ME THE FUCK GO!" I yelled still trying to get out of the rope.

Out of nowhere, I felt that I was hit in the face, and just like that I saw darkness.

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Hey my little readers. Are you all in love with Chapter 2 so far? To be honest, I 'm trying my best to make this book more exciting. I know you guys are tired of me repeating the same thing, but I really don't want you to get bored and stop reading the book. I promise that I will try my best to make the book better. Please keep reading the book, and I promise you'll love it. Thank you so much for reading 💞

Love, Red ❤️