After being involved with a cold-hearted mafia boss, Robyn Lehman decides its time to run. Little did she know, she was carrying the future heir to his entire empire.
Will he find her again? Or will she stay hidden forever?
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My eyes lowered to be in line with the tags on the folders, searching the names until it beheld the key to our freedom. The file. The beautiful, exquisite, wonderful file.
Kyle Sean **(A/N: I don't know if I gave him a last name or not, feel free to correct me)**
I ripped that quickly out of the drawer, cradling it in my arms. My hand flipped the cover of the file off of the pages inside, looking for a number, any number I could call to be in touch with him.
Most of the pages gave off useless information regarding his trade deals and such, but after searching through it for a minute or two, I came across exactly what I needed.
After slipping the folder back in the cabinet, I shut the drawer, rising to my feet. The page was clasped in my hand as I reached over the mess of his desk to the wire-connected phone at the corner of his desk.
I was about to type in the numbers when loud speaking boiled outside the door.
Matilda's voice was a bit frantic, and a deep voice spoke calmly. Their words were muffled, but I had no doubt that whoever was out there was onto us. So, I did what any sane person trying not to die because they were planning to go against a big mafia boss would do. I hid. Under the desk.
Just as I had predicted, the door swung open moments later, and Matilda and the guard stepped into the room.
"See? No one is in here" Matilda spoke squeakily, a little shudder in her voice.
Loud footsteps sounded as the guard gazed around the silent room. He began to circle the desk, which automatically sent my heart into a quick beat. "So what were you doing outside the door then?" He questioned.
I felt the stomps of his feet beside me as he moved around the chair blocking my exposed side. "Waiting on you." Matilda speaks a bit more confidently, her heels sounding as she moved around a few steps.
"I forgot to ask another thing of you while you were at it, but I decided it would be best for me to wait until you returned." She lies easily. "Now, can we get out of Jas-Jullian's office? The last thing I'd want is to be caught in here." Matilda sighs, her steps getting quieter as she moved away and to the door.
Reluctantly, the guard's feet moved away slowly, and the click of the door opening and shutting were heard after a moment.
Slowly, my body moved from it's cramped position, my head peering up from the desk to make sure the guard was truly gone.
After seeing that the coast was clear, I rose to my feet, pulling the paper out from my chest, and began to type in the number on it.
I held the phone to my ear, my heart beating rapidly in my chest. I couldn't help but switch my weight from one foot to the other constantly in anxiousness.
The ringing sound emitted from the phone slowly, and it felt like time was frozen. This was my chance to get us out of here.
Kyle may not be safe either, but at least I know that there is no 'master plan' with him.
The call connected after a long moment of ringing, and I felt the air stuck in my throat. My chance. Our chance. Our only hope. Right here. Right now.
"Hello?" A voice grumbles on the other end.
It takes me a moment, but I take in a deep breath before beginning to speak lowly into the phone.
"Hello? Is this uh- Kyle?" I gulp, tapping my finger on the desk nervously.
"Who's askin'?" A voice clears behind the phone. His voice seemed gruff, it couldn't have been him.
"Robyn." I speak with another deep breath, staring at the office door.
"Shit." The man on the line curses, "One moment." The line goes silent for almost a minute, which scares the absolute hell out of me. The guard won't be gone forever!
Soon though, the sound of someone moving the phone around quickly sounds, and I am given a new voice, a more familiar one.
"Robyn? Is that you?" Kyle speaks almost frantically into the phone.
"Yes. It is." I tell him quickly, continuing on after a moment. "Listen closely, and do not interrupt." My voice is firm as I glance to the door again nervously. "Owen and I are fine. We were taken during the wedding with men I thought were yours. We drove for hours, and that started to scare me, until we got to this estate. Jason was here. He's the one who took me in all those years ago. I thought we were safe- but we aren't. Matilda, his wife told me all of his plan and how he was the one who held Owen for ransom-" Kyle tries to butt in, but I quickly shoo him off.
"They are the same person. Just listen. I have the address of the estate. I need you to get here as fast as you can and get us out. Not just us, but Matilda and her son Ricky too. They are innocent." My hand reached into my pocket, pulling out the little slip of paper. I read off the address to him quickly before shoving the paper back where I got it. "I don't have much time- I've got to go. I cannot help anymore from here."
Kyle clears his throat through the phone, a long sigh escaping from his lips. "This is such a mess. I'll hurry and do what I can as soon as possible, but I need you to hang in there and make sure nothing happens to Owen. Don't let him out of your sight. You hear me?"
"Yes, I do. Goodbye, Kyle. This won't be easy. There are so many guards around, it's hard to go anywhere without being watched like a hawk. All I know though, is that if you don't get here soon, Jason's will go on with his plans, and Owen will be motherless." I speak, letting out a long sigh. "Now I've got to run- bye." My hand slams the phone onto it's holder, and I shove his informational paper in my pocket, sprinting for the door.
When I slip out, no one is in the hall, which is quite the relief to the pounding of my heart. Slowly, I walk back the way I came, taking deep breaths, and praying that everything will go just fine, and my little boy will be safe.
That's all that matters to me, even if it means he will become motherless at the hands of Jason. As long as he is healthy and safe, I will be glad to make the sacrifice.
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Geez my brain hurts rn.
Sorry if there are spelling errors are things that don't make sense, towards the end my head kind of turned to mush from writing so fast lol.
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