Chapter 47 GABRIEL âYou couldnât f*cking start with that?â I know my voice is louder than I allow myself to use, especially on women, but I donât care.
Alice flinches. âYou stood at the door and wasted my f*cking time instead of leading with that? Calling me?â
âGabriel..â Alice licks her lips, looking nervous. âThe caller especially said you shouldnât be involved. You shouldnât even be here.
Please leave?â
âLike f*ck Iâll leave.â I grit. âThe f*cking person who took her knows me, and you want me to leave?â
Tears fill in her eyes. âI just donât want them to do anything to her She pauses, sniffs. âThey didnât ask us to not call the police, they only asked us to not call you.â
There should be a sense of egoistic pride in knowing that this man wasnât 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 didnât feel that. All I felt was a heaviness in my chest. âSo, you called the police?â
The call came three minutes before you did,â Sam answered when Alice didnât because she was busy trying to control her tears.
I unwillingly turned to him. âAnd what the f*ck are you doing here?â
âI called him.â Alice defended, crossing her hands in front of her chest again. âAnd now if your questions are done, someone has still kidnapped my best friend.â
Ignoring her. I exchanged a look with my brother, who was characteristically silent since we first entered the house. He c*cked an eyebrow. âYou have any idea who this could be?â
I shook my head in a small no.
His eyes turned to Alice. âWhatâs the ransom amount?â
She nibbles on her nails. âA million.â
âThereâs no way the guy thought these guys could arrange the money without getting you involved.â Damien commented, eyes focused on me, conveniently ignoring Aliceâs offended face ready to scowl something. âCan you arrange that much cash?â
âYeah.â
âDo it. Iâll take the money to them.â
âAnd Iâll sit back as you save her?â
âNo.â 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 hasnât 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 1/3 Chapter 47 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 couldnât 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 couldnât 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 hadnât reached yet. He possibly wouldâve called Alice to ask if I was with her, and she wouldâve 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 donât think any normal person gets kidnapped. Then why me?
And then, it clicked.
I wasnât normal anymore.
I was Sofia Whitlock. I was a billionaireâs 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 hadnât spoken to in over a week me even more nauseous than I was.
The same husband who hadnât 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 âI told you heâs like a f*cking puppy, and sheâs got the leashâ One of them said, sounding unhappy. âYou took her, he was bound to follow.â
âDonât underestimate him. He ainât a puppy, heâs a f*cking lion. The other man scowled in return, âIf he ever gets his hand on us, he will burn us alive for touching his wifeâ
Chapter 47 I squirmed.
Him.
Gabriel Gabriel was here.
My husband was here.
âWonder what magic sheâs done on him in just three months that heâs ready to pay a f*cking million, The first man spoke.
I could hear the second man chuckle humourlessly. âMust have a tight p*ssy.â
âMan, Iâm so tempted to try it.â
A shiver passed through my body, the fear gripping me. In all the panic and sadness, I hadnât thought of this. I hadnât-
âDonât you dare.â The second man warned. âSheâs Gabriel Whitlockâs 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.
âSheâs drugged. Itâs not like sheâs going to know I f*cked her.â
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 didnât. There was fear in every part of me.
âDonât, you get it?â The second man said, voice firmer. Igot to go and collect the money. Donât touch the girl.â
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 Iâm unconscious, not knowing I was just pretending to be.
Everything stilled for a moment or two and relief almost overtook me when I thought heâd 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 itâs way to me. âI know youâre awake, sweetheart.â