Chapter Three

Chapter Three: Kidnapped

In the last chapter:

He comes towards him, his hands trembling and not making eye contact with his boss.

"Get rid of him" he refers to Adrian in a dangerously calm voice.

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I swear this man was a maniac.

The most beautiful maniac.

First he looks at me with that intimidating gaze of him, then he hits my best friend, almost killing him,  and then he puts me on his shoulders and god knows that where is he carrying me.

I cry and push my feet to make him stop,  but it's like he is made of rock. My kicks don't do anything to stop him from carrying me to god knows where.

And then suddenly that distinctive memory comes to me.

He was carrying me the same way like he did, I remember I screamed and screamed but he kept on chuckling.

I remember every scream, every push and every moment of that awful night. It was the worst reality I ever had to face.

And it was happening all again and again I couldn't do anything to stop it.

I realise his steps have slowed down a little, maybe because I had stopped kicking.

But no, it was because he reached his car.

The sleek black, beautiful car.

The car in which he was going to torture me, abuse me and and then maybe try to sell me as a sex slave and this time the police couldn't even do anything because he fucking owned it.

No I couldn't let this happen.

No not again!

I was preparing myself for a situation like this since 7 years.

I had to be strong.

I had to stand up for myself .

So I did the lamest thing ever.

I screamed. I let out a blood curling scream.

But no one helped me, it was like everyone had gone mute.

People glanced at me and then averted there gaze from me, like I was a monster.

He pushed me in the passenger seat, staring at me and then I realised how beautiful he actually was.

His long eyelashes stood out in the perfect way, his beautiful eyes scanned my ugly ones with a bored expression like he had predicted that I would scream.

And then suddenly he was hovering above me. I let out a low whimper and squished under my sheet. His gaze was hurting me, making me weak.

It was powerful, extremely powerful.

Power radiated from him and his beauty made him look extremely scary .

He put the seat belt on me, and then closed the door.

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I close my eyes to come to reality as I hear the car door shut.

The devil was here.

And he was going to abuse me.

I was going to be sold.

Again.

And no one would be able to save me this time.

Four years back when my dad was still a drug addict, one day when my mother got diagnosed with brain tumour I set out from my home in the middle of the night to search for him. I wanted to him to see what he had done to her.

But instead I had been grabbed from behind and put in a car. The person had tied me with ropes and blindfolded me. An hour later we had ended in a club. An old woman had given be a bath, did my makeup and given me some clothes which barely covered anything.

Ten minutes later I was proudly presented on the stage. And men had started to bid on me.

But luckily in those days the police were checking every club at night. And within a minute of me getting on the stage, the police had arrived and I was saved.

And no one knew this, not even my mother.

Because somethings are better kept secret.

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I don't open my eyes because I wanted to run away from this reality.

I hear the engine rumble and I gasp out from the sudden noise.

He completely ignores me and starts to drive.

I close my eyes and the first image I get of is Adrian.

His red blood comes into my mind.

My mind goes blank as I remember how this maniac punched him.

He wouldn't even know what pain feels like.

And then I remember Adonis 's  last command.

No!

I open my eyes and poke him.

I realise my eyes are full of tears.

"Hey please don't kill Adrian. He is my best friend. He doesn't deserves this. It wasn't his fault. Why are you doing this to him?" I ask in a calm voice.

I glance up at him, to see that his eyes had turned golden again and his grip on the steering wheel was so hard that it looked like he was going to crash it.

"Why are you doing this? What has he done to you !? What have I done to you?!" I scream.

His eyes flicker to me, and then I notice how his body is shaking out of anger.

But I wouldn't stop.

"Please he is the only source of my hapiness, he is everything to me" I try to be a little calm again, but his grip on the steering wheel goes tight and the car starts shaking because of his anger.

And then I do the most stupidest thing.

I put my hands on the steering wheel and turn it to the left side.

The car screeches and moves to the left but he quickly stops it.

His face moves towards me and then his eyes are staring straight at me.

They are pure gold. I again squish under my seat and avert my eyes , not being able to meet his powerful gaze.

But then I feel metal on my forehead.

I quickly turn into his direction and notice the gun which is aimed straight at my forehead.

"Now if I hear another word about that weak pup or any other male, I swear I'm going to kill you and him in a matter of seconds" he demands.

His voice radiates so much power that my body starts to shake from fear.

His eyes are furiously golden, he looked extremely angry.

I let out a weak whimper and then avert my eyes from him.