Emma's POVFinally, only a few more photographs were to be clicked, though I was not in a mood, so we went to another location. After the pictures were clicked. George went to do some other assignments, while Ryan and I thought of coming back to our office. Ryan wanted to go back to his hotel to pack his stuff so that he could vacate it. So he decided to go back after dropping me at the office. ********We were coming back to our office when I thought of the perfect gift for Eva and I smiled. I had a hobby of buying very rare and designer jewelry, and I had bought some very beautiful pieces a few months back, but since they were very expensive, I kept them in my bank locker because I lived alone on the outskirts of the city. Eva had always liked my collection, and these pieces were the most recent additions to the collection, she had not seen them as I kept them in the back immediately after buying them. My bank was on the way and I could get some of the designs out of the locker.
Emma's POV I had left for work at the right time in the morning as I always did; I liked to arrive at the office at the same time as the other staff; my father arrived later, his chauffeur dropping him off outside the office premises at about 9:30. The bank was situated inside the city, and the manager greeted me. Though he was my senior, everyone knew that I was my dad's heir, so I was usually being handled cautiously with kid gloves, not just by my fellow workers but also by my superiors, all of whom were very conscious of the fact that I was the chairman's daughter. It was not an enviable position despite what the sum of the contemporaries thought... I had overheard one of the other girls making Katy remarks about me in the clock room, I felt set apart from the other girls alien to them. I never got the privileges they seemed to think, I had. I was all too conscious that my dad was expecting me to do well.In the evening, while other girls used to enjoy themselves, I used to rep
Emma's POV " We should take her upstairs to the boss," the other gunman instructed the first one. And I was taken there to the boss. " Boss, she is the chairman's daughter." He informed the powerfully built man with the coldest, shrewdest eyes I had ever seen. " Really? " He asked with a raised eyebrow. " Yeah, I thought we could get a good ransom, " the first gunman said; a quick turn of Boss's head silenced him. " Good, we will take her with us, she can be our insurance to go out. " The boss said and they took me with them. And whatever happened after that, still haunted me in my nightmares. They gagged, blindfolded tied me, and took me out in a vehicle. Though they all were silent, I could feel the presence of other people being around.The bank was supposed to open in five minutes now, and by the time they realized what had happened, these goons would have taken me far away. I was sitting on the floor of the vehicle, bound, blindfolded, and gagged. My body ached from the
Emma's POV The whole nightmare had left me close to the edge of a complete mental and physical breakdown with the result that I had finally told my parents that I would never return to the bank. My parents tried to make me understand, but I was so scared of it that I wanted to leave all that and take the career of my choice and live a quiet and safe life. My parents protested, especially when they learned that I wanted to move away from the home. They tried everything to keep me there, even got me engaged to the man my dad thought was best for me and fixed the date of my wedding to Daniel, but I didn't want to stay there, though I could not say no to getting married to the man. I had never liked him but my parents would have ignored the fact even if I had told them more firmly. The city had become a place that terrified me, I could not walk down a busy street without being overcome by the feeling that someone was walking behind me, stalking me, without the fear I had known in that
Emma's POV We reached my home, and he helped me to get out of the car. " I think you should let me carry you inside; you are still looking a bit shaken. " He said, and before I could say anything, he picked me in his arms. I wanted to protest but felt too weak to argue. My next-door neighbors were in the garden; the elderly man was walking while the lady was watering the plants when she saw that Ryan was carrying me in his arms. They asked me what happened and Ryan told them everything. They were shocked to hear that and asked me if I needed any help but I smiled and shook my head. " I am fine, please don't worry. " I said. " Do you want me to stay with you in case you need anything?" The elderly lady asked. " Oh, no! I am absolutely fine! " " But you... " " It is okay, ma'am, please don't worry, I will stay with her. " Ryan replied to her politely. She nodded and smiled back at him and told him to ask for help if we needed anything. He carried me to the door, unlocked it,
Emma's POV The doctor left and we were alone again. " I think I should go and sleep, or I might sleep here. " " Do you want me to make a bedtime drink for you? Something hot and milky, spiced with something alcoholic as the doctor suggested? " He asked but I shook my head. " I don't want your help in this matter, I can manage. " " Okay, since you can manage, I will go, but do you mind making me a cup of tea or coffee? " He asked. I tried to get up, and though I winced with pain, I managed to go to the kitchen. But when I picked up the kettle to make tea, I winced. " Did you just see, you can't even make a cup of tea at the moment, so stop being stubborn and let me help you. Shall I carry you upstairs? " He asked. I shook my head immediately. " No, the sofa in the kitchen is as comfortable as my bed. " I said, he nodded and took me to the couch and put me on it so gently as if I was a porcelain doll and made me sit there. His hands were slightly calloused, the strength in his
Third person's POV "You are safe in your home. You had a bad dream just because of the incident... " He was saying when Emma stiffened. "Not this morning... Something that happened... before." She managed to whisper. He got tensed hearing it. "Do you want to talk about it? " He asked. She came to her senses and tried to withdraw herself from his arms. But he held her against him as she really needed it. Her throat ached probably as a result of the screams. She swallowed against the pain. She had to tell him the truth; otherwise, he would think that she was a coward. "It's okay, you don't have to tell me anything if you don't want to." He whispered against her ear and somehow she felt the temptation to turn towards him and wanted him to kiss her senseless.The thought made her forget about her dream. But the very next moment she realized what she was thinking and was shocked. " I want to tell you... I need to tell you. She told him the story of the raid at the bank and about her
Third person's POV As Emma gradually regained consciousness, her eyelids fluttered open, and the sterile surroundings of the hospital room came into focus. Confusion clouded her gaze momentarily until the memory of the recent bank incident flooded back. Panic welled up within her as the recollection of the armed intrusion and her vulnerability resurfaced.She instinctively reached for her shoulder, where the searing pain had lingered before the darkness took over. The throbbing ache now served as a visceral reminder of the traumatic event. Her hands trembled, mirroring the internal turmoil that gripped her.As the medical staff and concerned faces surrounded her, Emma grappled with a deep-seated fear. The echoes of past trauma, long suppressed but now forcefully resurrected, reverberated through her mind. It wasn't just the recent bank incident; it was a haunting reminder of a life-altering event that had scarred her soul.In the fragile moments of wakefulness, Emma's trembling inten