Missing Milea

"Don't come any closer, you bastard!" Milea half-shouted at a man who was trying to do something to her. It looked like he was going to be mean and insolent to her.

"What's wrong with you, sweetheart? Why are you avoiding me now?" The man continued to advance his steps, cornering Milea until she was leaning against the wall of a room.

"If you dare touch me, you're finished! You will die," Milea threatened.

The man wasn't afraid of Milea's threat at all. Moreover, the woman seemed to be trembling as she said it.

"I just need your money, Milea. Give it to me quickly, otherwise I will spread your vulgar video all over the internet," the man threatened.

"What a loser! How dare you threaten me," Milea taunted while looking away.

"After your video goes viral, what will your father do to you? Maybe he'll throw you out and kick you off the family inheritance list." The man tried to provoke Milea. However, Milea was not afraid to fight him.

"Don't try to scare me! That video is just an edit. I know who you are, you bastard! You could have made that video up. What is clear is that the woman in the video is not me," said Milea.

"Don't talk so much anymore! Just give me the money! I won't hurt you if you give me your money right now," the man ordered.

"I won't give you any more money. You've already spent a lot of my money on online gambling and having fun with those punks. I won't give it to you again. That's enough! I'm sick of your way of life," Milea snapped.

The man was furious that Milea did not fulfil his wishes. He was desperate to hurt Milea and was about to do violence to her. When Milea screamed for help from others, Vincent suddenly came to her rescue.

BRUUUKK!

Vincent broke down the door of Milea's boyfriend's house. He rushed into a room, where Milea was being held by the irresponsible man. Milea was surprised to see Vincent's arrival.

I don't know where Vincent knew Milea's current whereabouts. In fact, Milea never told anyone anything about her bastard lover. Including where her lover lived.

"Milea, are you okay?" Vincent asked Milea.

The man took out a pocket knife from his jeans pocket. Then, he pointed the knife right at Milea's neck and made her unable to move and talk to Vincent.

"Don't come any closer, or she'll die," the man threatened Vincent.

"Okay. I won't come any closer," Vincent complied. He could not act rashly in front of his hostage, Milea.

"Who are you, what business do you have here?" the man asked. While keeping an eye on Milea.

Vincent was getting ready, making a preemptive strike. Just in case the man was caught off guard, he could take the opportunity to save Milea and beat the man up.

"I am the one who is mated to her. However, it seems Milea doesn't like me. Even so, I'm here to pick up my fiancé. Like it or not, Milea will be mine," Vincent explained at length. The man laughed out loud at Vincent's explanation.

"Don't you dream! I am Milea's lover," the man confessed in front of Vincent.

Vincent smiled sarcastically at the man's confession. "Stupid! If you really claimed to be Milea's lover, how could a man dare to put a knife to his girlfriend's neck."

"Vin, don't listen to him!" Milea screeched. "He's not my boyfriend," she denied.

The panicked look on Milea's face signalled Vincent to save her immediately. Because the knife was getting longer and longer on Milea's neck and it could have hurt her immediately.

"Shut up! Crazy woman!" the man scolded. Without hesitation, the man slapped Milea's face because he was so annoyed with her words.

Vincent couldn't stand by and watch the man hurt Milea. Quick as a flash he landed a raw slap right on the jerk's right cheek when he was caught off guard.

Vincent pulled Milea's hand, then told her to hide behind his back. In the meantime, he would teach the man a valuable lesson to respect and appreciate women.

"Run quickly!" Vincent ordered Milea. She was panicking and hadn't moved from Vincent's side.

"I'll take care of this rotten rubbish first. Go ask the security guard for help or you can call the police," he ordered again. "HURRY UP!"

Milea nodded immediately. She grabbed her bag and phone then hurriedly left the man's house. In a state of panic, she tried to call the police. Hopefully, the police could come quickly and arrest that punk, she thought.

Vincent and the man were still in the house. He managed to beat him up so badly that he bled profusely on the corners of his lips, nose and cheeks. He was furious when he saw the man touching his fiancée-to-be.

After conquering the villain who claimed to be Milea's lover, Vincent looked at the man's phone. Was there really an indecent video that he wanted to share on the internet?

Vincent checked it immediately. Shit! The video really did exist. Even though it was only an edit, the matter could be long if it spread throughout cyberspace.

Vincent threw the phone and stomped on it with all his might with his expensive shoes. The phone crumbled and fell apart.

"Don't fuck with me, arsehole!" Vincent approached the man's helpless body on his bed.

"Forgive me, please don't hurt me again, Sir! I'm sorry," begged the man with a pitiable face. Vincent gave him a sardonic smile.

"What did you say? Sorry?" sneered Vincent. If apologising is so useful why have police, he thought.

Vincent took a small piece of rope from his trouser pocket. He tied the man's feet and hands together on the bed.

"What are you going to do to me?" The man was scared to death at the thought of Vincent tying him so tightly.

"Be quiet! Just wait until the police find you. That way you'll be free from his bonds. Then you can sleep peacefully in jail," Vincent whispered in the man's ear as he scared him. The man was so scared. This was the way Vincent could solve his problems.

After dealing with the bastard, Vincent left the house as soon as he heard the siren of the police car approaching. Vincent left quietly, through the back door of the house and immediately looked for Milea. Oh my! She had disappeared again. Where had Milea gone?

"This woman is such a hassle," Vincent complained while girdling his loins. He had lost track of Milea after looking for her everywhere.

It wasn't long before a notification appeared on his mobile phone screen. Vincent looked at his GPS app. Luckily, Milea's phone was active again and he was able to find her again soon.