She was stressing that they would take her out of the country and many negative thoughts were running through her head. It had been hours for them to drive. She was thinking about Sara. She was praying that her brother would have met her. She was hoping that they would be safe. Once she made a promise she knew to keep it and she made sure of it to fulfill at any cost.
She rested her back, sighing softly. She was feeling dead tired after sitting for hours in the same spot. She thought about taking a nap. But she was surrounded by enemies. Definitely, it would not be a good idea. She was waiting for them to stop the car. She could tell their Boss must be waiting for her heartily as he didn't show himself.
Coward!
She didn't really get it? Why did they want Sara? Her father died in a car accident a few years ago. Her mother must be in her house in the Italy. She had a decent family, a peace-loving one. There wasn't even a wage possibility of any enemy. They must have wanted something from her brother. She inhaled deep breaths, telling her brain to stop thinking so much.
"Where are you taking me? It has been hours." She asked, irked.
"Keep your mouth shut." The leader snapped. She could recognize them by their voices.
She wanted him to untie her hands so she could beat the hell out of him. She pursed her lips in frustration. She hit the back of his seat with her feet randomly, following his voice.
She heard him cursing under his breath. She smiled and rested her head back. She stretched her legs. Then she remembered she was still in her shorts. It made her a little uncomfortable.
' Are they heating their eyes? I'd shoot them.' She tightened her jaw.
"Open this shit from my eyes." She shouted in irritation with the thought of someone leering at her stuck in her mind.
"Relax! No one is looking at you." A voice came from her right.
"Better no one. I'll send you all to your graves. " She snapped.
She heard him chortling and joining others later.
"Put it on her mouth. " The leader said.
After some seconds, she felt cloth on her mouth. He was tying it up.
"Rascals!" Her tone was muffled by the effect of cloth on her mouth. Randomly, She hit him with her head brutally. He squeaked in pain.
"I would have shot her right now. If Boss hasn't ordered me. He wants alive anyone from his family or his wife. " She heard someone saying.
Many names hovered in her head but no one seemed to endanger their territory and people having enmity with them. Particularly, Orlando Reyes, her eldest brother.
After endless hours, he pulled over the car. She felt a crude hand wrapping around her arm. She jerked away from him and got out of the car. She heard a groan. She knew her kick was still affecting him. She smiled although her mouth was covered, perhaps they couldn't see her smile.
"Walk," A crude hand gripped her tightly. She randomly threw the kick forward. She heard a cry of pain.
She heard someone laughing from a distance but not so far. It perplexed her. Her brows pulled together.
'There are more. I need more bullets.'
"Sir, she's a nuisance." She recognized the Leader's voice. Same crap who was sitting on Maria's lovely chair. She flew her leg in the air following the voice, again. It hit. Where? She couldn't see. But she heard someone writhing in pain.
Abruptly, she felt an intense hand on her arm. She could feel his anger through his touch as he yanked her. His scent hit her nose. It was kind of delicious. He whirled her strongly. She moved like a page of the book, perhaps to face him. She collided with him. She felt his strong abs against her front body. She could bet this person had a muscular body. He was reeking of power. She wasn't detesting his touch. It irked her.
"How dare you touch me?" She said but her covered mouth muffled her voice.
She lifted her knee to hit him in annoyance. He jammed her knee between his legs. It stunned her. Her weight was on her one leg. Her eyes must have widened if she wouldn't have blindfolded. She could feel his hot breath on her forehead. She was struggling to get free and hopping on left foot.
He must be tall, she thought.
She heard the same laughter again. But it wasn't that far this time.
"Tie her legs." The man said, who was holding her leg between his thighs.
"Yes, boss." Someone said.
'It is the same monster who attacked our house.' She thought. Anger coursed through her.
She struggled but he tightened his legs around her bare leg. She wanted to punch him in the face. He didn't lose his grip, instead, he put his arm around her middle picking her up and taking both legs between his. She perceived rope wrapping around her skin. She tried to move but his legs were tightened around her. She hated it when someone touched her. But it was strange. His touch was not making her feel nasty. She was afraid of the touch of who was tying her legs. Her throat choked with tears as she recalled horrible memories. She trembled in dread. She felt the blindfold wet around the crack of her eyes.
'Tears are not a sign of weakness. Sometimes they run down your eyes because you are hurt emotionally.'
"He's just tying you. I don't want you to hurt my people." He cooed, he was still holding her legs between his.
She was breathing heavily. She evened her breaths, inhaling deeply. When she was tied, he removed his legs, taking a stride back. She was carrying her weight now. She felt a hand sliding under her thighs and a second one behind her back. She opened her mouth to shout. But it was also tied.
' Are they going to rape me,' She thought. Panicked, she wiggled to get on her feet again.
She felt the smallest hair on her face rising in fear and a chill ran through its pore. Then she smelled his cologne. It relaxed her a bit but fear was still the same.
She could hear several footsteps following them. After five minutes, he put her on her feet. She picked her feet to step back. Her tied feet deterred her. She staggered. His strong hand saved her from falling. He helped her to balance herself and let go instantly.
"I got blindfolded. Why did you seal her mouth?" The same laughing man chuckled and asked.
"She has a bitter tongue, sir. " The leader spewed with hatred.
'Sir was the same person who was laughing. Then who is he?' She thought. She straightened her face at him. But she couldn't decipher who he was.
"Remove it. I wanna hear her." He (Sir) chortled.
Someone pulled it from her mouth. She didn't speak. She was struggling to break the rope around her hands.
She heard footsteps toward her. She could guess under her blindfold. It was their Boss because steps were coming from the same direction from where laughter was coming.
She felt like losing her blindfold after some seconds. It slipped from her eyes and rested around her long neck. Her eyes were still closed and wet with tears. She knew after opening her eyes she would face problems for a second with light. So she kept them close. She slowly opened them. Two beautiful icy blue eyes were staring at her. It was carrying fire. She darted her gaze on his face. His dark brown hair was neatly combed making him more stylish. He had light pink lips. She hadn't ever seen a boy with pink lips. Indeed, she ignored them. He was the first one she was checking out.
How can he be their boss? He looks so young around twenty-six or seven. He was wearing a dark brown suit. He is so handsome, she thought.
She lifted her eyes again. His gaze was still on her. She swallowed.
Someone coughed. She blinked and looked to her left. He was also of the same age as the monster, with blue eyes, and black hair, a bit shorter than him and handsome but not like him, the icy one.
"Have you both done with checking out each other?" He laughed.
She got from his laughter that he was the same man who was laughing again and again. His people addressed him as 'SIR'. His comment was embarrassing. Heat crept on her cheeks.
"Shut up! Adam." Monster snapped.
"Chill, brother, I'm just kidding." He smirked.
'Are they brothers? Yes, they look similar.' She thought.
She drifted her eyes around, the same four people from his gang were also there. The leader was standing with the help of a second person. She could see the person who blindfolded her and others. One's forehead was swollen. She roamed her eyes around. It was a big hall with white walls and the same paint on the roof. It was fully empty except for two wooden chairs around a wooden table. She found one goon leering at her. It was really making her uncomfortable as she was standing without clothes. It made her fidgeting and her hands were itching to hit someone. His icy blue eyes met her. "Make her sit." He ordered. The same man stepped ahead who was leering at her. She glared at him exasperatedly. He smiled at her which was showing his bad desire to touch her. He stopped one step away from her. She didn't remove her glare from him. He raised his hand to touch her. She strongly hit him with her head. He fell to the ground. Adam started to laugh again, putting his a
She was getting bored. She went into the study to search for a new fantasy book. Alberto, her brother, added a new collection after fifteen days. He knew his sister loved to read fantasy books instead of love stories. She was running her fingers over the queue of the book's titles. "Twilight, Dead Beautiful, The Kiss of Deception, Relentless." She whispered the names of the titles, "City Of Bones," She pulled it out from the queue. She hadn't read it. She turned on her pointed white heels. It was matching with her white floral dress touching her knees. Alberto was sitting on a chair in the library. His head was in both hands. His coat was on the next chair. Mostly, he put it on the back of the chair. His tie was loosened. He was undoubtedly depressed about something. It wasn't that he fought with his wife over something. Sara was a kind soul. She hadn't seen such a lovely pair. They were made for each other. She paced toward him. Her pointed heels ech
He rushed out of the interrogation hall in vexation. His jaw was clenched. His hands were balled in fists and blood was running in his eyes. "It's looking like you'll kill someone." Adam mocked, coming from behind him, " You both have one thing in common, anger. " He burst into a laugh. "Shut up, Adam." He snapped bitterly. "Alright! Alright! I got it, brother." Adam said, controlling his smile. He went to his office, seething in anger. He wanted to sort out the mystery. "Sir, we have detected where they have kept the girls captured," Justice said. He was his bodyguard and head of security in the house and office. "We are leaving now." He decided. He was still fighting with his anger. He couldn't get the picture. Why was this girl affecting him so much? He wanted to see her more, protect her. He shook his head. "Lucky! Send Margret." He told him. He began to discuss the plan with Justice and instructed his men
The clatter of unknown stuff broke her sleep. It irritated her like hell. She was feeling dead tired. She didn't want to open her eyes. She tried to sleep again. Something clattered again. "Avni, I'm trying to sleep." She got frustrated and randomly threw a pillow. Her eyes were still closed. "Come back to reality, princess." She heard someone chuckling. She forced her eyes to open when all memories came back. It made her jump. She immediately sat on the bed. "Good evening," Adam smirked. She ran her gaze around her. It wasn't a fully white room. The walls were painted blue and the roof was white. There was one more woman, the same as Maria in uniform. She was laying on a queen size bed and her body was covered with a white soft blanket. She removed it. She was in the same clothes. His coat was draped around her. She smiled and felt relieved at the same time. "Where am I? What are you doing here?" She snapped at hi
'I wanted to run my fingers through her long wet hair and wanted to feel them against my skin.' He thought. What was wrong with him? He didn't feel anything like this before. He had met more gorgeous women before. He had partied in strip clubs and many naked beauties dancing around him there, trying hard to get his attention. No one could affect him like her. He wanted to claw her. He knew it would be over when she would leave. He had to send her away to her family. He wasn't ready for it. He was ready to keep her here against her will. He was being rebellious to his own rules. "Fuck! What's happening to me?" He raked his hair. A big scowl was covering his forehead. "Boss! Alberto Reyes wants to talk to you. He's continuously calling and asking for his sister. He wanted to see her." He completed it. "Send him a little part of the CCTV footage and fix a meeting with him tomorrow morning." He said. "Yes, Sir." He bowed. "And listen
She was feeling goosebumps on her body. It was chilly. Her half-body was under a thick warm blanket. She groped for the hem of it to pull it over her chill body. She tugged it up, enclosing herself in it. It helped her to get rid of the rising hair on her body. After two hours, she opened her eyes which seemed like two minutes. Her gaze caught the sky blue color of the cloudless sky. She blinked and stared at it with her heavy eyelids. She widened her eyes to behold clearly. She put her feet on the soft carpet and paced toward the window. Her lips stretched in a cheerful smile. Sheer joy could be seen on her face. "Wao!" She exclaimed with happiness and excitement. "It is the excellent work of God." She muttered to herself. There was turquoise water running in a stream enclosed by tall trees. Water was kissing the feet of the mountains, decorated by pure white snow. Water was shining under the blistering sun. "Good morning, Miss," Margret said, ope
She stared at the plate. Her appetite was dead. 'Why couldn't I hit him?' It was nagging her. 'He is stronger than he looks. The security is tight. I should steal his phone. Dam*! Why didn't I think this before?' A hand forwarded and plucked her plate. She stared up at him with a crease over her forehead. He began to eat the pancakes with his hand, "Brother made them. I can tell from the smell," He gleefully said and grabbed the cup of her coffee. "What does he want from me?" She asked in irritation. Humor went away from his features and he shot his brows up, "Don't pretend you don't know," He returned to her coffee and took a long sip. It reminded her of him. It increased her irritation. "If he thinks he can sleep with me. We'll walk into a room together but only one will step out. And it would be me," She drew herself to her feet. His gaze turned hard but he smiled evilly, "Overconfidence! I like it. Brother would
Tension coiled tight in her stomach. He was a man of his word. She was feeling scared of his promising tone and confidence. 'What was he going to do?' Her thoughts were nagging her. The thought of him bedding her gave mixed feelings to her - frightened but her inner bliss was changing everything. She was angry with herself. She didn't let anyone touch her. But she couldn't stop herself from sensing her emotions and feelings when he came near her and he softly touched her making her feel that she was the most delicate thing in the universe. Her only hopes were her brothers – Orlando and Alberto. She was hoping they would rescue her as soon as possible but his confident tone was shattering her every hope. She felt like standing on the battlefront. 'What's he going to do in the evening?' She closed her eyes to feel peace within her. All she got was his thoughts hovering over her brain. She frowned in resentment. She slithered her fing