Chapter 47
GABRIEL
“You couldn’t f*cking start with that?” I know my voice is louder than I allow myself to use, especially on women, but I don’t care. Alice flinches. “You stood at the door and wasted my f*cking time instead of leading with that? Calling me?”
“Gabriel..” Alice licks her lips, looking nervous. “The caller especially said you shouldn’t be involved. You shouldn’t even be here. Please leave?”
“Like f*ck I’ll leave.” I grit. “The f*cking person who took her knows me, and you want me to leave?”
Tears fill in her eyes. “I just don’t want them to do anything to her She pauses, sniffs. “They didn’t ask us to not call the police, they only asked us to not call you.”
There should be a sense of egoistic pride in knowing that this man wasn’t scared of the police, but of me because what I would do to him once I lay my hands on him would be way worse than any law would. But I didn’t feel that. All I felt was a heaviness in my chest. “So, you called the police?”
The call came three minutes before you did,” Sam answered when Alice didn’t because she was busy trying to control her
tears.
I unwillingly turned to him. “And what the f*ck are you doing here?”
“I called him.” Alice defended, crossing her hands in front of her chest again. “And now if your questions are done, someone has still kidnapped my best friend.”
Ignoring her. I exchanged a look with my brother, who was characteristically silent since we first entered the house. He c*cked an eyebrow. “You have any idea who this could be?”
I shook my head in a small no.
His eyes turned to Alice. “What’s the ransom amount?”
She nibbles on her nails. “A million.”
“There’s no way the guy thought these guys could arrange the money without getting you involved.” Damien commented, eyes focused on me, conveniently ignoring Alice’s offended face ready to scowl something. “Can you arrange that much cash?”
“Yeah.”
“Do it. I’ll take the money to them.”
“And I’ll sit back as you save her?”
“No.” The smirk that covers his lips is sini
is sinister.
SOFIA
I remembered feeling watched for days and striking it off as paranoia. I remembered going to the grocery store again because 1 and Alice finished all the ice cream during our stay over and I needed some more for the new baking recipe I wanted to try after dinner. I remember being lost in thought, thunking of how it had been almost a week since I last saw Gabriel, talked to him, and how he hasn’t even bothered to check on me once. I remembered opening my phone with his contact displayed and contemplating calling him, just to let him know I was going to be here for a couple more days- not that he cared to ask I just missed him
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And then, I remembered being pulled into one of the darker alleys on my way back home, my phone falling when I was dragged there with a cloth over my mouth. I remembered my silent screams and a dizzy spell before my survival instincts. could kick in and I could put up any fight.
My eyes opened in a dark room.
The first thing that registered was a pain in my head- throbbing, radiating, nauseating. The second was a smell, like rotten eggs or chicken, or dead mice. I couldn’t quite distinguish because of the head pain, but it was prominent, horrible, and added to the nausea I was feeling.
The third thing was how dry my throat felt. Like sandpaper. What made me even more uncomfortable was that my mouth. was taped, and my hands were tied behind my back.
I was slouching on something hard- maybe the floor- I couldn’t tell since it was dark, and my vision was limited. I could make out that the room was small, and the single small square window was shut.
There was no light coming in from it. It was still dark outside. I was out for a couple hours, max.
Once my senses registered what I was feeling and seeing, emotions kicked in. The first thing I felt was sheer panic.
My grandpa must be waiting for me, and panicking that I hadn’t reached yet. He possibly would’ve called Alice to ask if I was with her, and she would’ve checked in with Sam
Owing to my assumption that it has been more than a few hours they would be searching for me.
Panic builds in further.
I was kidnapped.
I had never gotten kidnapped before. I don’t think any normal person gets kidnapped. Then why me?
And then, it clicked.
I wasn’t normal anymore.
I was Sofia Whitlock. I was a billionaire’s wife.
Tears build in me, the panic turning into anger which dissipated just as quickly leaving behind sadness.
Were they using me to get to Gabriel? His money perhaps?
My chest felt hollow. The thought that they could be using me to reach the husband I hadn’t spoken to in over a week me even more nauseous than I was.
The same husband who hadn’t bothered to check on me in the past few days but I knew in my heart he would be here in heartbeat and pay whatever amount the person who took me would ask him to.
That thought had barely sunk in my head when there was a rattling sound, and the door opened
There was a door, obviously, and the amount of light that came from the other end was blinding because of all the dark I had been left in
There were two voices on the other end. Both men
“I told you he’s like a f*cking puppy, and she’s got the leash” One of them said, sounding unhappy. “You took her, he was
bound to follow.”
“Don’t underestimate him. He ain’t a puppy, he’s a f*cking lion. The other man scowled in return, “If he ever gets his hand on us, he will burn us alive for touching his wife”
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I squirmed.
Him.
Gabriel
Gabriel was here.
My husband was here.
“Wonder what magic she’s done on him in just three months that he’s ready to pay a f*cking million, The first man spoke.
I could hear the second man chuckle humourlessly. “Must have a tight p*ssy.”
“Man, I’m so tempted to try it.”
A shiver passed through my body, the fear gripping me. In all the panic and sadness, I hadn’t thought of this. I hadn’t-
“Don’t you dare.” The second man warned. “She’s Gabriel Whitlock’s wife. If you want a f*ck, get another girl
I wanted to throw u
up.
I wanted to scream.
I wanted out of here.
“She’s drugged. It’s not like she’s going to know I f*cked her.”
I wanted to throw up.
It was getting so hard to keep my eyes shut and pretend to be unconscious when I was hearing about how one of them wanted to rape me. I should feel relief that the second man seemed to have a modicum of decency, but I didn’t. There was fear in every part of me.
“Don’t, you get it?” The second man said, voice firmer. Igot to go and collect the money. Don’t touch the girl.”
The first man scoffed.
I could hear footsteps, and then the door closed.
I was left alone with the man was who was looking at me with predatory eyes thinking he could rape me while I’m unconscious, not knowing I was just pretending to be.
Everything stilled for a moment or two and relief almost overtook me when I thought he’d left me alone in the room al with the second man- it was dark and stinky here any way, but I froze the moment I heard his breath and then felt it trickling down my neck.
I shivered when his whisper made it’s way to me. “I know you’re awake, sweetheart.”
