Ashley’s POV
“Denver Drive us to the Amir’s Club. I am going to return this b***h and get back my money. !”. Xander instructed his driver and my heart stopped beating. What does he mean he wants to return to me. That can’t be good. I am very sure that it will end up badly on my own part.
I don’t know why I was foolish enough to run to the policeman. Now look at the result. The poor man got killed because of me. I have a guess that Xander belongs to a mafia organization or something related to that. But I didn’t think that he would have the balls to shoot a police officer in the open.
“Please! I am sorry, don’t take me back there!.” I pleaded with Xander who refused to even acknowledge my presence. I kept on crying until we arrived at the familiar building.
“Get out!”. Xander yelled
