Knots & Tie のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 1 - チャプター 10

Honey. Today was nice. It was the kind of day that makes one feel happy. The atmosphere was cool and the wind blew gently along the street. If you were calm enough, you could feel it brushing your skin. It was early May. The exotic scent of the Jacaranda tree welcomed me as we drove on the road. Its bright purple leaves beautified the road. I leaned on my car seat and stared at its beautiful branches. I was a singer. I started my singing career after I finished high school. My father had been my biggest fan, so I composed songs for his upcoming birthday. I loved seeing his expression as he listened to the songs. Lately, things have been hard on him and that precious smile I cherished a lot wasn't reaching his eyes. He seemed to be trying to convince us that he was alright, but I knew he wasn't. The business wasn’t going well. I had just finished a photoshoot session for my newest album and was on my way back to the Music studio when I noticed a fancy store for men's footwear

Honey. He pocketed his hands and pressed his lips. "Sometimes, I do feel sorry for him." "So what happened to him?" He smiled and I flushed. "It's a long story. I might tell you some other time." The attendant behind the counter smiled and slightly waved at me. "Have a nice day, ma'am." I smiled at her and left the shoe store. I stopped before the road and brought out my Samsung. I wanted to call an Uber. "You brought your car?" The man, my savior, asked. I turned to him and shook my head. "No, I want to order an Uber." He looked ahead of him and pointed at a shiny black Bugatti La Voiture Noire which was parked at the parking lot. "That's my car over there. I can give you a ride if you don’t mind.” My jaw dropped as I stared at the car. It was one of the most expensive cars in the world! This man must be very rich if he owns that car. "...you don't mind, do you?” "What?" I asked. I was so mesmerized by the beauty of the car that I didn't hear what he said. He frowned

Honey's POV. He gave me his number and drove off. I smiled as I looked at his number and saved it as 'Handsome Savior’. I kept my phone in my handbag and watched as he drove away. I really hoped to see him at the concert. I smiled and turned. Amelia was stepping out of the music studio, she watched as the car drove away. She turned to me and arched her brow when it was out of sight. "Oyin, who was that?" "He is someone who saved me a while ago." Her brows furrowed and walked to me looking worried. "What happened?” She asked. “Why did you say he saved you?" I held the handle of my handbag and pressed my lip. "Well, there was a mysterious fan who was stalking me when I went to the shoe store and I kind of ran into him while I was trying to avoid the stalker." Amelia bit her lip and shook her head. "This won't have happened to you if you had let me follow you." She scolded me. I pouted and walked into the music studio. "Then, I'm glad you didn't follow me because if you did, I would

All through the night, I waited for him to call me, but he didn't. Amelia told me to give him a whole day. I looked at the ornate white clock in my bedroom. It was way past twelve so that meant a whole day had gone. I sat up from my bed and stretched my hand to pick up my phone from the nightstand. I took a deep breath and gave him a call. It rang for some time, but he didn't pick it up. I pouted and fell back on my bed. Did he even save my number?The next day, I decided to check the shoe store. I had told my Dad about the mysterious fan who was stalking me the previous day, so he hired a bodyguard to escort me. I didn’t understand why my Dad was being overprotective about the issue, but I guessed it was because he knew I was getting more famous and I needed more security. My car was parked at the parking lot of the shoe store and the masculine bodyguard my father had hired came down and opened the back door for me. I wasn’t used to such treatment, but I thanked him with a smile. Then

Honey.My whole body was numb. I tried to move, but it seemed difficult to move any part of my body. Something soft tightened around my head, preventing me from seeing where I was. I raised my hands to my face, in an attempt to remove the blindfold, but my hands were restricted. I tried to make sense of what was happening to me and why I was finding it hard to do something as simple as moving. It was then I realized the situation I was in.I have been kidnapped!The last thing I remembered was that man covering my face with a wet cloth that smelled really nasty and those other two men fastened something thick around my wrists . Now, it made more sense why I couldn’t move my hands.I dragged my heavy body, trying to move so badly. The floor was strangely soft. Furry. It felt like I was laying on the cloud. I might have allowed myself to enjoy the softness and the welcoming warmth of this floor if I wasn’t panicking about being kidnapped, but I couldn’t let down my guard. I needed to le