Very Dangerous And Sexy Looking Guy

Okay! Seriously! Why are people staring at me? Can't a grown woman walk down the street to her favourite place to have some food? I get it! I'm not a familiar face around here because I just moved here, to Chicago from all the way from Australia. However, just for a few weeks.

I look at them all moving to the side staring behind me, trying not to make it obvious. This state is very weird.

I keep walking straight and it's still happening, everybody is moving to the side. Wait! I guess it's because of me!! What can I say they just see my sexy face and say to them self 'better move to the side for this sexy, beautiful, gorgeous women.'

Maybe after all this state isn't that bad at all. As what I had thought it would be. That's good right?!

I turn to my right and see all the expensive cars parked near each other and when I mean expensive cars I mean it.

OHHHH MY GODDD!!!

Is that a Range Rover sports and evouqe, my dreams cars in matte black colour! Damn who owns these cars? Because I want to ask them if I can take it for a ride.

Literally, what's up with the United States and Europe to have their driver's seat on the left? Do you know how many times I've embarrassed myself with the taxi men. If you're wondering, I would sit next to them because I don't trust to sit at the back. Let's get to the point! I would sit on the left thinking it's the passenger seat and you know what! One taxi man had the guts to say that I would suit to be a taxi woman.

He said that to me! How dare he. Do I really look like a girl to drive people around and charge them a ridiculous price to a hotel for a one night stand, and let those ridiculous people make out at the back, making out on my taxi car. No, I don't like that.

Damn... I can't wait to have some food in my tummy oh ba-

Who the hell bumped into me?

I look up and see a very dangerous, sexy looking guy with a scar running down from his eyebrow down half way to his check. Wonder how he got that? But, how dare he bump into me?

"Excuse me, you very dangerous and sexy looking guy. How dare you bump into me? How dare you?" I exclaimed to him. Did I just call him? No, I didn't! Man, I got to think before I say it out loud. How embarrassing.

The guy raises his left eyebrow and smirks before opening that beautiful mouth of his. "Move."

Yea well. That beautiful mouth is not getting used properly and he definitely hurt my ego.

Don't want to make a scene, I move to the side and he walks past me with his friends or bodyguards whatever they are to him. They all get in the expensive cars and I see him look at me before getting in the car, along with somebody else that their back is facing me. He revs his car and speeds off.

I look at the car dumbfounded. What had just happened?

"Are you okay?" I look beside me and see a woman my age, look at me with concern.

Confused, I answer. "Uhmm...yea?"

"That guy that you encountered is very dangerous. I just want to let you know to be careful. You were very lucky a minute ago." The women explains and touches my shoulder. "Also, be careful with the other guy. His dangerous aswell."

"What's that guys name?" I ask her.

"He goes by the name Dylan. However, that is not his real name. No one knows his real name."

I nod my head and smile. That's the guy I've been trying to track down because his got someone I know.

I carefully hear in the loud city for that particular car revving heavily. I start running to the direction he went, leaving the women. Running, I see his car and his whole group waiting at a red light. I stop in front of his car and look at the other person in the car with him.

I only came here at Chicago for one reason. To get my brother back home where he belongs. I've been searching for him for two years secretly before i gave up years ago and now, i started searching for him for a few months with my previous leads for my mothers sake.

My brother got up one night and left my mum and I without a word. We had just lost our father from cancer that time and it had been very hard for us because our father was our financial provider. He provided a roof over our head and when he died it was very hard on us.

Hearing my mum cry every single night for the loss of her husband and son killed me.

If my mother didn't have cancer, I wouldn't have traveled to American to get my brother. I gave up looking for him a very long time ago. However, it's my mothers last wish before she dies to see her son. Doctors have told my mum and I that she has one year to live and it could decrease to three months, which leads me to have about nine months before she leaves me to go to heaven with my father.

Just looking at my brother in front of me and I pray he will listen to me.

"Daniel..." I yell as loud as i could from all the revving from the cars, hoping he can hear me or at least see my lips move. He was always good at reading lips.

I see Daniel say something to that Dylan guy and the guy beeps his horn trying to get me out of his way. I don't move and stand in front of the car. The guy accelerates and hits my legs. I feel my legs to hurt and I ignore it.

I move out of his way before he hits me once again.