Trying To Escape
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“Dad! Are you okay?” She rushed over to him as they dragged him outside the cell he was locked up in.
“I’m so sorry for putting you in this situation. I’m sorry for failing as a father. But I promise I’ll get the money and get you out of here,” he coughed out.
“How’s everyone? Mom? Junior?” Her worries were directed to them as to the threat she had gotten from Edward.
“All fine,” he managed to say, and a sigh of relief escaped her lips. She felt happy and hopeful.
“You don’t need to worry about me. I’ll be fine and I’ll get the payment sorted out as well,” she breathed, hiding the pain she felt, her heart was in shreds as those words came out.
“Take care of Mom and Junior, I’ll be home soon,” The gleam of Hope in his eyes, made him believe her truly. As they tried to pull him away he fought back rushing to say something to her.
“Mandy called,” he smiled, and hot streams of tears rushed through her eyes. Oh, her best friend, the one person she truly wishes to be comforted by.
“Did you tell her?” Her voice was shaky…
“No, we told her you got busy here and you’re completely fine,” he responded and she signed in relief, letting them take him away.
She cried there in the fall thinking about everyone, questioning how much her life had changed since the trio her. Her best friend and her work. She wanted to go home, but she knew that was impossible. After a while of wailing, she sniffled in and turned around to leave, only to notice there were no guards around. She looked up above, searching to see any cameras, but couldn’t see any that looked like the one in her bedroom.
“Do I do these? Could this be my way out?” Before the silent voice in her head could answer that, she pulled over her shoes, and started to run in. They took her dad.
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“I think she’s running away sir,” Brandon said looking over the monitor, while Edward looked angry, the thought that she had a deal with him earlier on, and right now she plans on just running away from it, made him mad.
She lied to him, she’s a liar. And there was no possible way he was going to let her off his sight. No way he would let her go just like that.
“Bring her back,” he screamed, and immediately they dispatched to go bring her.
Maliah
I stood in front of the huge one in front of me. It somehow looked like a gate, but I had no idea of how to get it open. I cursed under my breath, thinking of how to get the key for it. I looked around the mildly dark room, scrutinizingly looking for it, when I heard noises coming from behind me.
The door was ajar, and I recognized them. These were his boys, which meant one thing, I was done for completely.
“Oh damn, why didn’t I think twice before trying to run,” I cried silently, while they dragged me away…
“Now you’ve got me really pissed!” His voice had this echo in it that gave me a lot of fright. I couldn’t imagine what he was going to do to me, and he took further steps toward me.
“You and I had an agreement, but you tried to escape. Did you really think I’d let you go so easily?” He said, and grabbed the cuff on the table, while pushing me towards the wall.
“You’re so lucky, I’m in a better mood. Cause the things I’ll have done to you,” he breathed, and tore the crop top I had on, leaving me with my bra.
I looked at him shocked, while he stared at my boobs longer than necessary, while he took to step backward, licking his lips as if getting a better view of them.
What was going on in his mind? I had no idea. But the way he gazed at me, gazed at my boobs made me self-conscious. I rushed to cover them with my hands, only to notice he handcuffed our hands together, causing me to pull him towards him, and his hands landed on my boobs.
“What the fuck?” I cursed, staring at him who chuckled softly, and back at his hands then towards the cuffed, before looking at him in anger.
“It’s not my doing, But yours Maliah,” he said like I had intentionally wanted his hands on my boobs. I pulled his hands away, and used my other hand to grab his shirt pulling him towards me. I expected a more angry expression from Mr. Devil, but instead, I got a smile.
“Whoo! No need to hurry baby girl. We could do this slowly,” he winked, while his eyes were fixed on my lips.
“Don’t call me baby girl!” I exclaimed in anger.
“Amore?” He asked, teasing me even more.
“None! No pet names.” I yelled.
“Okay,” he said and smiled…
“Can you get me off this cuff,” I blinked my eyes at him, hoping to convince him with a cute act but trusting him to see right through it. Cause he did and burst out in laughter.
“It worked,” he said laughing, while I scoffed.
“But if I do, you could leave me again,” he looked at my eyes, with such compassion that I could have thought he was trying to say something else.
“Don’t blame me! I’ve only been treated as a prisoner since I got here, and I wonder how hard it is going to be going on dates with you.” With a safe face, I spoke
“Not just one, or two. But fifteen! Fifteen!” He looked over at me, and licked his lower lips, as it conflicted with what I said.
“What are you proposing?” He said calmly.
“Let me have my freedom. I want my phone back cause my family needs to know I’m fine,”
“I want to go back to my job,”
” I want to go back home,” I breathe looking at him.
“Nice try I’m not letting you out of my sight!” He said, and pulled away, causing the cuff to hurt my wrist.
“How are we supposed to eat? Sleep? Bath?”
“This is completely insane and you know it,” I added but he paid deaf ears to me.
“I’m not ditching on our agreement. I’ll come to all fifteen dates willing, just let me go back to my job, my best friend, and everything in NYC,” I whispered the last part hoping he heard
But we got interrupted by the knock on the door. “What is it?” he was calm, but quickly stood in front of me, covering my; well boobs.
“Mr. Reigns is on his way here, with his fiance,” the voice said, and I noticed the shocked look he had on his face.All rights © NôvelDrama.Org.
“Did he state why?” He voiced back.
“Not really. Only said it was urgent and needed your help,”
“Okay I’ll be done in a minute,” he responds…
“You go freshen up and dress up, cause we’re having a visitor,”
“We?” I questioned
“Yes. We,” he said and unlocked the cuff, sending the maids to come get me.