Chapter One

кι∂ηαρρєя

She was breathing heavily. Sweat poured off her forehead. Her hands were tied, but after a lot of struggle it wasn't feeling tight around her wrists. They didn't tie her properly as she began to scream loudly as she saw two constables marching at them. But they deceived them easily and sped up the car.

Driver showed his car as he attended his call. She was seeing them carefully, moving her eyes on their faces. No one was paying any attention to her but she was still their prisoner and they were her kidnappers.

She was almost in her way to untie the rope around her wrists. When she unfastened it. She slowly went for the door of the car, watching them carefully and opened it. She didn't think once from jumping out of the car. Without any delay, she got up on her feet and started to run. She wanted to run away as far as she could. She didn't glance at her back as she was scared like hell. She was running for her life. She could feel her pulses. She was gasping for the air. She was sweating and her heart was drumming in her ears.

She dared to look back. They were chasing her with a stern look on their faces. She bumped into something hard. She staggered back with the force. She could feel hardness under her hands. Two strong arms snaked around her waist. She gazed up at him. Two strange but beautiful blue eyes caught her sight, angular face, sharp jaw and nose, dark silky hair, two inches length. There was a small scar on his left cheek at the end of it.

He is a handsome, she thought.

" Please, save me. " She said with praying eyes.

His eyes never left her face. His jaw was ground but there was peace on his face. When she blinked and broke the eye contact. She found her hands on his chest and his arms around her. She tried to back away from his hold. But she found his arms tightened around her. Confusion covered her features.

" Let me help you miss. " He said in sweet tone. He made her walk toward his car. His hand was still firmly on her back. Her mind was screaming to run away from him.

His warm hand around her was making her feel strange.Unknown thoughts were running in her mind like something bad was going to happen. She glanced at his car. Her mouth wide opened. It was one of the expensive cars. She didn't know it by name but it was definitely expensive. She gazed back at him, his hand still glued on her lower back.

When she stopped walking, he creased his brows and glanced down at her. She stared down at him. He was in a shiny dark blue suit and black shirt. He was also wearing a tie.

His second hand was resting on the car's body. She stared at his hand. There was a gold watch on his wrist. His cufflinks were shining like diamond. She snapped her eyes back at him.

' He looks from a good family. I can trust him. ' she thought.

He tugged her forward, putting light pressure on her lower back. She glanced back, and the goons were standing almost four steps away. Their presence and quieter behavior puzzled her. Their hands joined in front of their body and fingers interlaced. Heads were slightly bowed. There was horror on these menacing personalities.

One of them stepped ahead, " I'm sorry, Boss. " One of them said.

Boss! Oh My God. Her heart began its race again as her lips parted in shock and horror.

' He's my real kidnapper. How can it be possible? He doesn't look like an evil person. He is looking like some dapper and decent one. '

He raised his left hand from her back. His expression turned spooky. He hit the goon with the back of his hand.

She squealed. Blood started to drip from his mouth. She found the goon more weak than herself. She backed away from him. He instantly pulled her closed, taking hold of her wrist. Crawling his second hand from her lower back to her right side of her waist, he dug his fingers in her soft skin.

" Ouch! " She groaned in pain.

" Welcome to your new home." He smirked evilly, staring in her eyes.

06:00AM ( This morning)

Sound of a discordant alarm broke her sleep. She covered her ears until it stopped screaming. She was relieved when sound wasn't reaching her ears. She lost in her fantasy dreams again, spreading a cute smile on her slight red lips. Room sounded with the same discordant voice again. Her face contorted and she extended her hand at the direction of the sound. She grabbed something with her closed eyes. She could feel cold metal in her hand. When her soft hand caught noising stuff. She propelled it away, and smiled, finding it peaceful again.

After one minute, her phone began to ring. She held it in her hand to throw it away but halted as she had already broken many phones. She cracked open her one eye. It was from her bestie. She answered it and put it on her ear.

" Are you still sleeping? We'll get late for our flight. This time, I'll not wait for you. " Gretta said harshly.

She snapped open her eyes, " I'm brushing my teeth. " She lied and threw away the sheet, and stood up instantly.

" Are you lying to me? " Gretta asked in the same tone.

" No, let me get ready. I'll ring you when I'll reach the airport. " She said and exhaled a deep breath.

" Hurry up, " She heard her.

" Strict Cat! " She giggled and heard her laugh too, she shook her head after disconnecting the phone.

She glanced at her luggage. She was relieved as it was already packed. She took fast steps toward the washroom.

She headed for the airport. She was wearing a simple top and dark jeans. On reaching her destiny, she jumped out of the car and shoved out his phone. She stared at the screen. After several taps on it, she rang her friend.

" Where are you? " She asked her, getting impatient. Her driver was taking out her luggage from the back seat of the car.

" Please, wait ten minutes. I stuck in the traffic. " Gretta replied.

She could hear the ear splitting noises of horns from the background traffic. She shook her head and hung up.

Suddenly, she was surrounded by four bulky people with horrible appearance. She squealed as she winced. One of them covered her mouth with his rough big hand. Her shrieks were suppressed by the pressure of his palm. She scratched the back of his hand, but it couldn't help her. They carried her toward their car. She gazed around for help. Her eyes widened in horror when she noticed that the driver was already lying unconscious on the road.

1:17 PM ( PRESENT )

He lifted her up, wrapping his arm around her waist. She pulled his hand away. But the strong grip of his around her fully failed it. His goon opened the door. He threw her on the passenger seat and closed the door. She didn't try to open it because of their presence out of the door. They were glaring at her as they'd brutally murder her right now. She earned him a hard slap from his boss. It was obvious. She turned after hearing the sound of thud. He got in the driver seat and turned the key. His car was flying on the empty road alongside the canal.

" Who are you? What do you want? Why are you doing this? I don't even know you. Let me go. " She shouted at him. She tried the door and found it locked, " Let me go, please let me go. " She felt tears on her cheeks.

" Relax babe! You are safe until I want. " He crooked his head toward her and turned his eyes back to the road immediately, " Don't yell like this. It's gonna trouble you later. " He devilishly smiled.

She tried to calm herself but failed in it completely. She could hear her own weak sound of cries, " Let go of me, please. I've no enmity with you or anyone." She pleaded.

He did not stop the car nor glance at her. Car was not on black gravel road anymore. She swirled her neck. She couldn't see the canal of water alongside it anymore. It was wheat field on the both sides of his luxurious car. If the circumstances were different, she must be praising this beautiful scenery.

She glanced up at the sky to distract herself. Sun was burning mercilessly from the top of the clear blue sky. She could see the waves of heat at some distance. It was the cruel day of the summer season. It was too hot outside.

Inside his car, the air conditioner was running full, giving her relief from the burning heat. She was feeling goosebumps on her entire body partly with fear and partly with the coolness of his car. She crossed her arms over her chest and glanced through the windshield. She could see the outline of a house. Perhaps she was imagining things, she shook her head while thinking. When he killed the distance with high speed of it. Her eyes witnessed a splendid bungalow. It was three storey long. She could see the mirror's work all over it, making it a wonderful piece of art. Huge iron gate was opened wide.

To her astonishment, He drove through the gate. There was a gargantuan grass ground lying on the foot of the bungalow adding more charm to it. She saw his men closing the iron gate through the side mirror. She spun on her seat to see him, to guess his next move.

" Welcome to my hell babe. " He smirked wryly.

He stepped out of his car. She thought to run away but the gate was already closed and two men in uniform were appointed on both sides of it with rifles in their hands. He came to her side and opened the door for her, not in a decent manner. He gripped her wrist and pulled her out of his car like she was a sack of some heavy stuff. She couldn't give up her freedom so easily. She jammed her both feet on the wall of his car. She didn't know driving. But if his car could help her to get out of here. She was ready to try her hands in driving.

She was using her full impetus to pull herself from his grip. But it was like a devil's clinch to her. He didn't let his grip lose a bit. He bent down, moving his head inside the car. He slid his second hand on her waist and hitched her up from the seat toward him.

" I've the keys. It's useless to waste your energy on impossible task. " He said, glaring down at her. He pulled her out with him forcefully. He propelled her over his shoulder. She squirmed under his arms.

" Let go of me. You Devil! " She put her hand on his second shoulder to pull herself away from him. His hand on her back didn't allow it, " Leave me. " She shouted with tears again. Her heart was hammering. It was beating faster like a tired stuff after a marathon.

He stepped in the bungalow. She could see expensive furniture, red carpet under his feet. She tried to get down from his shoulder again, his hand was strongly pressed on her back. She swirled her head to see him. She could see the back part of his ear. There was a tattoo of a sword on it and something wrote in thin letters. She couldn't read it. She tried to focus but couldn't. She glanced back. She was at the top of the stairs.

' You're mad! You're mad! He has kidnapped you and you're admiring his tattoo! Is he gonna throw me from here? '

" No! Please put me down. " She screamed while crying. She wiggled on his shoulder to meet her feet to the floor.

He pressed his hand harder on her back, " Stop it! " He almost shouted, making her still.

He threw her on a soft mattress. She screamed. She raised her hand to hit him on his chest to push away. Accidentally it hit him on his cheek. He caught her by her wrist and yanked it behind her back. She squealed as pain rushed through it. He pushed her toward the mattress, putting slight weight on her body. Her back laid straight on it. " Leave my hand. " She shouted at him, hitting on his chest with her second fisted hand. He clenched it firmly, making her scream again.

" Shut the f*** up. " He tightened his grip on both her wrists.

She squealed in pain. His grip almost made her choke. Tears streamed down from the edge of her eyes, falling on the mattress.

" Don't compel me, baby. " He huskily said.

" Don't baby me. " She snapped in a cracked voice.

He put pressure on her contort arm. She bit her lips to stop the squeal but her tears betrayed her.

" Hold your tongue. Do as I say if you wanna survive in my world. Do you get me, baby? " He drew his face nearer, meeting his eyes with her.

" Get off of me. " She said in a feeble voice. He let go of her hands. She was feeling a surge of pain in her left arm which he contorted behind her back. She couldn't feel her fingers for a while. " It's barbaric. " She whispered.

" No, it's not. It's your punishment for not obeying me. " He said, his lips were a few inches from her chin.

" I'm not your slave." She snapped again. Her inner voice was commanding her to keep her mouth shut. But she was in a free country. She had her rights to live a peaceful life according to her own will. He was no one. No one to order her, to control her life.

" Not a bad idea. I never have one. Although I can have them in countless queues. " He snapped back, " Now, watch your words carefully. I can make you regret. No one can harm you except me. You better get me. " He said and pressed her chin between his thumb and first finger, " Answer me. " He demanded, putting the pressure on it.

She forwarded her right hand to push him away. He caught it but with tenderness this time, " I'm warning you, last time baby. Keep your hand under control and watch your words. " He said.

" What would you do, You monster, Devil! " She said it out loudly.

He ran his tongue on his dry lips. He straightened up, " You'll entertain me tonight. " He smirked wickedly and bent ahead.

" What? What are you talking about? You are insane." She snapped and pushed herself up. But he stopped her.

" You'll know it, At Night baby. " He got off of the bed, adopting an evil smile on his face and something dangerous in his eyes. ft