Alex
Okay, so the plan was that I would run like I never had before once he opened the door. All I needed was patience.
NOW
I ran like some mad woman who was on fire only for about 2 seconds before I bumped into a wall oh no I meant someone, but technically this person was a wall because he had a rock hard chest. Why he? because this person must be the guy unless she was a flat-chested girl, that was the only explanation I could think of.
Being the brave girl I was, I screamed like bloody murder. Wait what bloody? I didn’t remember using the word 'bloody', but yeah whatever.
'HELPP, SOMEONEE HELLPP, THEY RAPE MEE –' I felt something like a syringe injected in my neck. Oh no, not this darkness again. Well, nice to see you again, darkness.
When I was up, I was already in a private jet. I couldn't help but be a little bit excited about the flight. I had never been on a plane. Hell, I had never been out of my little town. Looked around from the white leather seat that I was sitting in, I found the same bulky man sat next to me.
What do I do now? Why is it happening? I thought to myself. I couldn’t do anything other than wait for this sick guy to take me wherever he was taking me. I wouldn’t want to jump off the plane like some crazy movie you watched yesterday. I still had a brain that worked pretty well you know.
'I not order to murder you so just shut mouth.' The bulky man said in a low tone.
His grammar – ish was something I should google after his accent.
‘Where are you taking me?’ I couldn’t help but ask.
‘Moscow’
Moscow? What about passport? Don't people need that thing to travel out of the country? Well, then again it was mafia and mafias never followed the rules, like ever.
I just sat here, wondering what fate that awaited me. What would happen if all of this didn’t turn out this way? Would I still be at school? How was everyone? Did they do anything to get me back?
I was waiting and waiting until I saw a runway and that was where the jet landed. I quickly scanned every direction to find a way out, wondering if I could run and I found that I couldn't. All I could see was a long runway and a black limousine making its way to where the jet landed..
A man dressed in a black suit opened the door for me. Wow, I never had someone doing something like that. The same bulky man got into the car also.
This awkward silence would surely kill me, then his phone rang. Thank god.
'Да, она сейчас с нами ' (Yes, sir. She's with us now)
Then he hung up. Okay, I really had no idea what he just said. But whatever it was, It meant me no good. We pulled up to a house, I meant a mansion and it just took us 10 minutes to get here.
So the runway is part of this estate? Just how much money does this guy make?
This man had fat paychecks. We drove through 2 stone pillars with the number 18928. I repeated the numbers under my breath in case somebody cared to come and rescue me. I was kind of surprised that a guy like him lived in this kind of house because I thought that he lived in a tunnel or something to hide his whereabouts.
I sighed at the sight of the mansion before slowly stepped in. There I saw a very beautiful lady, probably in her mid-twenties. The bulky man I decided to call "Bob", nodded at her then she looked at me with that smile on her face. Man, I was scared and confused as hell here and you just smiled as if nothing happened.
I was led by this beautiful lady to a room, I assumed as an office. She opened the door for me and gestured to get in. Once I got into the room, the door closed leaving me here all alone. I looked around to see a large office desk, a filing cabinet and an office chair that turned over to the other side facing the large panoramic window. Seriously, it was large, you could see the beautiful garden from here.
I wasn’t that stupid, I knew this mansion had a high-security system so it wasn’t easy for me to escape from here. I was too occupied with my thoughts about how would I escape to the point that I didn’t realize the chair had turned in my direction.
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