All Chapters of Clueless Love: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

“Now tie her to the chair, and make sure it’s tight because if it’s not, you won’t like what I will do to you,” he tells Ismail. I sit on the chair Ismail sat on before as he uses the ropes to tie me up.When he is tying Ismail up a plan pops to my head, but I will need Ismail’s help to make sure it goes well. A wonderful idea also comes to me that will work perfectly with my plan.“Ismail ti fidi di me? (Ismail do you trust me?)” I ask in Italian praying I said the right words.“Lo faccio, ma perché stai chiedendo e perché parli italiano? (I do, but why are you asking and why are you speaking Italian?)” Ismail replies in Italian. I am about to reply, but the thug responds instead.“Vedo che voi due potete parlare la mia lingua (I see you two can speak my language)” the man interrupts. I can’t use Italian to say the things I want to say to Ismail. If I say it in a

I don’t know if what I heard was right or not, because I have dreamt of the day I would tell Ismail about my feelings and he would share the feelings back. But now hearing him say it, feels like I am still having that dream. I can’t believe all these weeks when I thought my feelings were one-sided, they were not. I am so happy right now; words can’t even describe it.“Yes, Umit, I am in love with you.”“Oh, Ismail I clearly understand how you feel, but you are not the only one with feelings here. I too have feelings, that’s why I can’t bear to watch your life being in danger and not do anything to help. That’s why I want to stay by your side and help because of the feelings I have for you.”“Umit, what are you trying to say.”“What I am trying to say is, Ismail Uthman. I, Umit Isa, am in love with you too,” I tell him, smiling the brightest smile I have ever smiled in my l

“How are you doing my dear? I hope you are doing okay? Have you eaten? Have you found somewhere to pray? Do they have a mosque so you can pray? I hope where you are staying now you are not finding it too hard. My baby girl, I hope everything is fine?” There is only one person in the world who will fire all these questions at once.The woman who made me into the wonderful woman I am today, my number one person in the world, my mother. She was the first person I called because apparently when no-one knew where I was, Waheeda decided to call my mother, crying that I had been kidnapped and How she didn’t know what to do, and she didn’t know if I told my mother anything before I went missing. I laughed when I heard it because how will my mother in Nigeria know my whereabouts, when I am staying in America. I am sure Waheeda was just confused and did not know what to do and that’s why she called my mom. I don’t blame her; I probably would have don

It’s been a few days since David said he found something. I won’t say he found something useless, but neither will I say useful. He just discovered something odd that day. David was monitoring the locations of the places Mr. Alberto was going to through the GPS tracker. When he said he found something, he realized that Mr. Alberto was going towards the outskirts of town. We followed him and thought he was going to a club on the outskirts of town. It’s normal for Mr. Alberto to go to a club, but what makes it odd is the fact that this is more of a small bar, and not even a busy one at that. There is no security at the door to ask you for their ID’s and there is no line of people waiting to enter. It’s really a small bar, and what makes it odd is that he goes there every day. Mr. Alberto is a well-known person in society and could get into any club here in San Francisco he wants to. So, the question we are asking ourselves is why does he go to such a smal

“Umit, are you seeing this, what could be down there?” Ismail is as surprised as I am.“I wonder too. But first let’s take pictures, it might come in handy later,” I take a step back to take a good picture of the elevator. I also close the door and take a picture of that. You never know what might be useful later.“Are you sure you want to do this?” Ismail asks, stepping into the elevator knowing we are taking a big risk.“Yes, let’s go,” I say, stepping into the elevator. The elevator’s door closes, and we press the only button.The elevator takes us deep down. I don’t even know if we are still above ground, but I know for sure we went down far before coming to a stop. The elevator door opens, and we step out of the elevator. What is in front of us is something I could have never imagined in my entire life. I walk forward to see if I am really seeing properly because I can’t be