Chapter 3 - Villain or Hero

PRESENT DAY

Klara 

(PoV)

"F*ck my life" I mutter as a particularly nasty Russian kicks in the back of my legs.

 Once on my knees they use hand cuffs to restrain me. Oh god, how am I going to out of here I think to myself, but my thoughts are abandoned when a huge explosion occurs at the back of my " safe " house.

Most of the men go outside to investigate the cause of the loud bang leaving only two men to guard me. Outside I can hear gunfire and then another explosion, this one is larger than the first and I can actually feel the vibrations through the wood panel flooring.

I use the temporary distraction to attack the legs of one of the guards causing him to lose his balance and fall.

He hits his head really hard losing consciousness and dropping his gun.

I try to grab it, but his partner kicks me in the abdomen before I can get it. I wince in pain, coughing as he drags me back into a kneeling position and c*cks his gun.

As he prepares to shoot I close my eyes preparing for death.

I hear the gunshot go off, but I don't feel any pain. Slowly I begin to open my eyes, my shocked brain wondering if I'm already dead. It's then that I see my saviour.

"Adriano" I whisper watching him as he leans against the window "Adriano" I say again louder.

This time he turns towards me. His silhouette seems almost like an angel, illuminated by the soft light of the window.

"Are you injured?" He asks as he approaches me. I shake my head unable to speak.

He offers me his hand and my heart feels like it's beating a thousand times a second as my trembling cold fingers intertwine with his warm ones.

In one swift move he jerks me up to my feet and pulls me to his chest.

We're so close now that our noses almost touch, my eyes never leaving his, God he has beautiful eyes, 

I forgot how beautiful his eyes were. The blue and green swirling together to reveal a depthless ocean of emotion. I'm so lost in his eyes that I don't even realise my hands are resting on his chest, still bound from earlier.

He starts leaning in, freeing me from his intense gaze. I immediately take a step back realising his intention. The problem is he takes a step forward for every one that I take back and soon my back hits the wall. He moves even closer caging me in and my stomach starts to flutter nervously once again when he starts leaning in. "St-sto-pp" I mumble incoherently.

Unsure if he heard my stuttered whisper I try again "stop" I say more clearly.

"Shh don't " he whispers huskily in return placing a finger on my lips silencing me.

His nose brushes against my cheek as he moves his head down towards my neck.

I start to panic as he trails soft wet kisses down the length of my neck and try to push him away, but he doesn't budge. "Adriano please stop" I say once again.

This time he listens, taking a step back and running his hand through his golden hair.

I watch as he kneels down and starts searching the mens pockets until he finds the keys to my cuffs. I hold my hand out expecting him to unlock them, but instead he just roughly drags me out the house towards a black SUV.

I watch as he tries to hotwire it and when he seems distracted I start to search my surroundings for a weapon, but all I find is a small slightly sharp rock. I manage to pick it up just before he slams my back into the door of the SUV.

Lifting up the rock I attempt to strike him in the head, but he grabs my wrists before I can and twists it in a painful angle causing me to drop the rock. "This is the second time today that you've tried to kill me" he mutters making me unconsciously stare at his coffee stained shirt and the small bruise on his head from when I flipped the cafe table on to him. " I wouldn't try it again" he says menacingly taking out his gun. My breath catches in my throat as he points it at my temple.

"Im sorry, put the gun down" I say afraid, looking pleadingly into his eyes. " This gun?" He asks feigning confusion. "What if I don't want to?" he continues to ask as he cocks the gun. At this point I can feel tears start to form in my eyes. "Ad-Adri....pl-ease st-st-stop" I shakingly beg him 

"Stop what baby?" "Tell me what I should stop" he asks feigning confusion as he begins to slide the gun along my cheek, dragging it slowly from my temple all the way down to my lips.

I'm so scared by what he's doing that I just start sobbing unable to hold my tears back any longer. I have no idea why i am reacting like this, a couple of minutes ago i was ready to die and now im afraid? 

"Shh-shh-shh don't cry" he mockingly coos into my ear his breath fanning my skin. "What will you do for me if I stop?" 

"Any-anything, just just st-stop,ok" I hurriedly reply

"Anything! Lucky me" he mocks "hmm, I've got to think about this one"

"Hmm? Oh I've got it" he continues as I nervously swallow wondering what he will ask of me

"Yes, I want a kiss" 

"A a k-kiss" I reply nervously as I stand on my tips of my heels trying to reach his lips.

Just as my lips are about to meet his,  he places a finger on my lips stopping me from kissing him.

I stare up at him confused " I meant my gun pervert" he rolls his eyes waving his favourite gold gun in the air, I remember he once told me that his father gave it to him. "Oh" I reply staring at the gun dumbfounded and embarrassed " well? I'm waiting " he says impatiently shoving his gun back into my face making me flich back. I awkwardly kiss the side of the gun forgetting my fear to concentrate on my new found embarrassment 

"Good, now get in the bl** dy car! He yells.

Not wanting to anger him more I do what he says and begin to drive still bound with my cuffs, he sits in the passenger seat watching me, I know because I can practically feel his heated stare burning into me.

He thinks he knows me, thinks that he's won, but I've changed I'm no longer the klara he knew. No, that girl is dead she died 3 years ago. This time I'm going to be the one who takes control. He may have won today, but I'm not going to stop until I have Adriano Valencia on his f*cking knees.

3 YEARS AGO 

Klara 

(PoV)

"So how exactly do you plan on sneaking out" Melissa questioned, one eyebrow raised in her signature half curious/ half amused look. "Well, I thought I'd stick to the classics and go full on rapunzel down the window" I replied glancing up from my algebra to stare at my sister once again. 

"Oh! What a genius, so should I call the ambulance after you break your arm from your grand escape plan or would you prefer I wait till you're drugged in some alley waiting to be abducted?" She retorted sarcastically, one finger on her lips in mock consideration. "Oh, please!" I replied annoyed, rolling my eyes before glaring at her.

"You used to sneak out all the time to see Reese" I countered "that was different klara" she sighed, closing her eyes in exasperation. But before she could explain further my phone rang.

"Annie" I screamed excitedly earning me an eye roll from my sister, who was now leaving.

"Hey girl! So hows the Igor situation going?" Annie replied "horrible I swear he doesn't even know I exist " I complain, jumping on my bed and covering my face. "You have to make him notice you, I hope you're coming to the festival" she replies 

"I don't know" I answer sighing 

"My parents sorta grounded me formy bad maths grades" I say annoyed at them. "But that's so unfair they can't punish you for something that happened last year! And you have to come, if you don't go out how will he know you exist? You've got to put yourself out there girrrl!!" She lectured me

"Fine! Oh my God stop, you've convinced me." I grumbled. "Great!" She exclaims in a high pitched voice before hanging up.