Chaos In The Darkness; Salvatores's Salvation-Chapter 150: The pregnant Donna - I

Her eyes widened at the sight of the man who she had never seen before.

Never mind the fact that she had never seen the man before, he was not one of the hosts Salvatore had in his employment.

Men from the organization that Salvatore led dressed differently, spoke differently, and also the fact that they knew who she was and I would never have dared to touch her.

In fact they would much rather shoot themselves in the head.

"I..I.." she stuttered not knowing what to say and by the time he remained conjured up something, "I am not—"

"I don’t care who you are," he asked but opened the door wider and gripped her wrist in his hand.

Pulling her out of the room he started walking away from the door and into the hallway, "whatever you are, you are living here so you must know the in and out of the place. You are going to lead me out of this hell hole."

Hellhole? What happened tonight?

But before she could concentrate on any of that, she knew that she had to get rid of the man especially who thought that she knew ins and outs of the house when the truth was that she had forgotten what the house even looked like.

"I don’t really know anything about the house!" She shrieked in defense. "I really have no idea!"

He chuckled and before she knew it a gun was placed on the temple of head.

From the corner of her eye she could see the outline of the black gun being held to her temple.

"You do not want to consider me your fool." He hissed in her ear as his grip on her hand significantly tightened. "You tell me where I am supposed to go and before that you show me where that bastard keeps his money."

Who has money? What bastard?

"What money are you talking about?!"

"The money," the man grated out, "that your boss keeps inside the house. I am not leaving empty-handed and to be left for the vultures. I need something stolen from this man to teach him a lesson."

If they were not moving and Evelyn did not have a gun to her head she would have actually questioned the intelligence the man had. He was running away from whatever was going downstairs and he was actually thinking of running away while stealing something from the boss.

Correction; not boss but a don.

How could he actually say that he would be able to steal anything from the house of a don?

If she had to guess now it was obvious that this man was nowhere near the level of Salvatore otherwise he would have known better and he definitely would not be running for his life.

"Salvatore does not keep money inside his house," she snapped at him, "no one keeps money here. This was a Swiss account for that!"

"Swiss shit is for the rich."

Evelyn rolled her eyes at his answer. How stupid could he possibly be?!

"The man is a billionaire from his legal business. How much do you think he would earn for his illegal activities? Why would he not have a bank account for it?!"

They stopped walking by the time they had reached the end of the hallway.

"Shit," the man cursed under his breath. "he is rich."

Evelyn found herself rolling her eyes once again and stopped if only this man knew. He was richer than the queen herself.

The man stopped in the end of the hallway where there was a small corridor probably for the servants and a door which again might have been for the servants entrance and exit.

Evelyn waited for the man to move all to take the gun off her temple but it was clear that he was in some kind of Trance thinking about what she had just informed him off.

This probably had a chance to do something about it. Otherwise he was definitely going to take her out of the house or boys downstairs and whatever the hell was going on there.

Evelyn bit her lower lip before she stretched her arm forward and pointed out her elbow before using all her mind and hitting the man square in the chest.

"Son of a bitch," the man cursed and once the gun was off her temple Evelyn ran forward and reached for the door knob.

There was no way that she could run through the small corridor. It would be easy for the man to take a shot and kill her right then and there.

Her best option was to use the servants exit and entrance.

She twisted the doorknob open and pulled at the door only to come to a standstill.

Evelyn stood frozen and open mouthed at what was in front of her.

Table wipes, a mop and a bucket, table cleaners...

Utility closet.

The door she had opened was the door to a utility closet, not some kind of entrance or exit for the servants.

A chuckle came from behind and Evelyn closed her eyes in horror.

"You got anything else to try?" The man teased her from behind. " If you want you can try opening the door to another closet as well. Never mind the fact that you’re not going anywhere but sure as hell can try."

She felt her cheeks redden in embarrassment. For the first time she had actually been brave enough to defend herself in a situation like this, it had completely backfired on her.

She yelled when she felt a smearing pain on the back of her head. The man was pulling her hair.

He pulled her head back by gripping her hair making Evelyn reach for his hand and try to pry it out.

"Now that you’re done," he whispered into her ear, "why don’t you show me something that is actually going to be of use or otherwise I can be dead right now."