Angelina’s POVI stepped out of the bus and hurried towards my house, day dreaming about the best cup of hot chocolate that my mom was well known for making during these harsh, cold winter days.Winter in Seattle was always a constant cover of clouds, thunderstorms, and non stop rain, and I adored it like that.You would always find me walking under the rain without an umbrella because of my passion to feel the rain pouring down on me.Even if it ends up giving me pneumonia, I’d still do it.Today was an exception though. It wasn’t a rainy day, but it was still pretty cold. I clutched my black leather jacket around myself tighter as I rounded the corner, went through the building’s front door, entered the hallway, and hurried to get my keys out of my small purse to get inside our cozy small apartment on the ground floor of an old ratty building.We were poor. We didn’t have a lot of money to spend on living in a high end apartment or buying luxurious things we wished we had but didn’t
Angelina’s POV“Mom! I’m home!” I said as I closed the front door behind me and double locked it out of habit.I shrugged off my leather jacket, hung it on the wooden hanger by the front door, and went into the direction of my small room, itching to change my clothes into my comfy pajamas and planning to trap my mom into making me her delicious hot chocolate. Not that she needed to be thoroughly convinced to do something for me, I only needed to ask and she would do anything I wanted in a heartbeat.I opened my bed room door only to freeze in my tracks. Dread that I’ve never felt before in my entire life, coursed through me like a flood.A scene I would never be able to erase from my head until the day I die took place in a matter of ten seconds.That’s exactly how long it took to make this memory, the single most painful memory I’ll forever live through and never get past. That’s how long it took for that one single moment to scar me, change me, and kill me from the inside.A masked
Angelina’s POVJust as the driver said that name, abrupt, very loud music started playing ahead.I recognized the song immediately.It was Stay by Justin Bieber.I blinked a few times and even shook my head, thinking I was hearing that song in my head because it made no total sense to be played in such a situation. With men holding guns against us on a high mountain road in god knows where Alaska.Then I saw him.I had no doubt in my head, that was the man they just said his name with deep fear.Lucas Snow.My eyebrows shot up to my forehead and my mouth opened in confusion, because the man was singing and dancing to the music like he had no fucking care in the world.He was the only one dancing and the only one not holding a gun in his hand.The first impression that comes to mind when seeing that man had nothing to do with that terror I heard in these men’s voices and I wondered why they were afraid of him that much. My first impression would be thinking the man was a little… unstab
Lucas’s POVThe driver and his buddy were standing to my right next to each other, facing me as I turned around and faced the car again, coming in direct contact with the girl who was now standing in front of her car, a little further than I would have liked, but I let it go.She had her hands hidden behind her back and she was looking all around her with terrified eyes at my men and their guns.She was my sister’s height, a little shorter than me by a few inches, and had a fit body that I wasn’t able to check out properly while she was sitting in the car. She wasn’t skeleton thin but she was still lean with the right curves exactly where I liked the most.I blinked and cut off my train of thoughts that were going in the wrong direction at the worst possible timing.“What are you hiding behind you? Hands up, let me see them” I said flatly.Her eyes snapped back at me when I spoke and she looked lost with how to comply to my demands.She moved a fraction then froze as her eyes darted a
Lucas’s POVI let her lie pass smoothly and carried on seriously “Ok Hope, tell me, are you kidnapped or are you here on your own free will?”I saw clearly how torn she was about her answer.It was obvious that they either warned her about me or threatened her before getting out of the car, because even a blind man can clearly tell she was forced into being in this car.“I’m not kidnapped” she said in a strained voice.I smirked as I asked amusingly “So they are telling the truth, that you’re a prostitute?”She looked about two seconds away from head butting me but barely controlled herself as she glared at me venomously.“I’m a woman, being taken to someone, out of my own free will” she emphasized tightly.It felt so amazing, watching my words get under her skin and piss her off that much, I don’t know why, but I was enjoying her reactions way too damn much for my own good.I nodded my head repeatedly then shocked her to her core as I asked smugly “Why were you strangling the man tha
Angelina’s POVMy heart started beating erratically at Lucas’s threat.The men’s words from the car earlier come to me at that instant ‘We’re so dead’Shit!He’s really going to kill them!But what will he do to me then? Kill me? Torture me? Use me?The assholes labeled me a fucking prostitute for God’s sake!Hell no! I’d rather die than be used like that!I held my breath and shook more intensely as Lucas began counting and my mind started going into overdrive.When he reached three and none of them spoke up, Lucas pulled the trigger.A little shriek escaped my lips at the unexpected loud sound of the gun going off as I flinched in my place. I mean I knew guns were loud, but I never witnessed it with my own ears before.I watched as the driver dropped dead on the snowy ground with a bullet in the middle of his forehead, and the blood started staining the white snow underneath him.No one paid me the slightest attention, not even Lucas as he wasted no time firing his weapon again.Thi
Lucas’s POVI mean she was scared from the start, but she was trying to hide it, manage it, but after the stupid stunt I just pulled, her fear of me reached a whole new level, and it caused my crazy heart to break into a million pieces.Her eyes were shut close and her lips were trembling as she continued to whimper involuntarily, waiting for me to begin hurting her, I had no doubt it. That was all that was on her mind as she felt me approaching her, standing in front of her.Those soft little whimpers that were filled with dread made my skin crawl with disgust at myself.I shouldn’t have made her watch this.I should have taken her away first.Stupid Lucas!Stupid asshole Lucas!No amount of words can ever erase that fear now. No amount of softness or gentleness from me can make her believe that I wouldn’t dare to harm a hair on her head.I have no idea what the assholes told her about me, and it was very clear that they did mention me judging by how scared she was to even open her m
Angelina’s POVThe trip in the car was very short, I didn’t even have time to ponder over what Lucas has in store for me once he comes into the office.He promised that no one will harm me, but he didn’t include himself in that promise. Whether I was reading too much into his words or he really meant to exclude himself was unknown to me. All I know is, I want to get away from him as soon as possible, if that was even possible anymore.His tone was sincere and when I opened my eyes to look at him, as he saw my fear of him, I noticed how hurt he really was that he managed to scare me so damn much. It was like he lost control of himself and only after, did he realize what he had done. But it was too late, because I want nothing to do with him now. I just want him to stay as far away from me as possible, guilty or not, good or not, gentle or not, merciful or not, willing to help me despite my father or not, I didn’t want to find out anymore about him than I already did in those twenty min