~Liam~ Having a confidential meeting with the st. Bond's brothers. Just Aaron and Criag specifically. Damian went out of the city. It is almost twelve midnight when I receive a call from Vilda. I choose to ignore, shoving my phone in my pants pocket.. Whatever she has to say, can wait. My project with the Bond's brothers is more important. More important… "I think the best strategy to follow at this point is to le-My phone interrupts Craig this time, and he sighs. Is it Vilda again? Why is she calling? I thought I was strict with her, not to call during my meetings. Or is this about Scarlett? Is she having a hard time falling asleep? Or is she throwing up again. "Just answer the damn phone Liam." Aaron says with a sigh. "It's okay, let's keep going, I'll just mute it, let's talk, we only have tonight, we're all busy." I nod. "It's not like we're strangers, stop trying to be the thoughtful one here. You know we'll answer our phones if it was us". Craig says, aggr
~Scarlett~ After making it out of the building where I was kept hostage. I take various turns from what appears to be a dark tunnel rather than the hallway it is.As my body enters the cool night, my skin tightens and my legs tingle.Before celebrating my escape, I run another mile.I take another look back, trying to recover my breath, with the building almost out of sight. But, after focusing on what it appears to be, I turn my attention to what lies ahead of me.As I stare about amid the darkness, my arms travel up my torso, folding.I'm not sure where I am. I'm not sure if I'm still in the city. Even if I am, I am not familiar with the city.I don't have my phone, no shoes, and I'm completely naked.This nightgown barely covers my body. And the wind has absolute control over it. I unexpectedly scream out, and even my tears are frigid as I cry quietly.I start heading into the darkness again, praying that I'm still in the city, because if I'm not, I'll die.It's all over.Is Lia
I move my legs together and hold onto my dress pulling it over my legs so the wind doesn't get the best of it. Seated alone, under the street light. I secretly pray the car coming from afar is a taxi. But wait if it is a taxi, I don't even have any money. And even if he takes me back to the city and then the hotel, who knows what to Vilda and what if no one is back at the hotel. Ugh. My life is screwed. I still can't ask a stranger to drive me home.Sadly whatever car is coming over. I'll just have to tragically watch it pass me by. As the car gets close, close for the streetlight to show me more than a glimpse of it, I notice it must belong to someone wealthy. Slowly I watch the car pass by, without making any sound or waving or trying to stop it to ask for help. I feel my eyes start to hot again and in no time I am crying again. And God, I'm so thirsty. My attention is immediately diverted to the car that just passed by, it has made a stop at the front and is now slowl
With my- Evans sweatpants rolled up to my knees. I am trying to apply iodine on my cuts and scratches without wincing, and also feel mad uncomfortable as I feel Evans eyes on me. "Do you need help?" He asks. "No it's okay" I shake my head. He's done enough. He remains quiet again. And interferes when I try to apply it on a scratch on my arm, seeing how difficult it is for me. He takes the bottle from me and as he gently takes my hand and starts to apply the liquid that gives the worst pinching electrical feeling. I don't know when I start to speak. "They kidnapped me, because somehow a woman called Miss A, had instructed them to. And I don't know what the hell she's going to do with me, but she wanted me alright, and I don't know what they did with my bodyguard and I'm scared knowing something might have happened to her. I don't know if Liam knows what's going on, but I want him to..."Evans doesn't say anything and just focuses on the scratches on my arm, his long hair distract
I open my eyes to meet the brightness of the room. It takes me about five seconds to realize where I am and how I ended up falling asleep. I turn my head, following the sound of the TV in front of me, and my eyes slowly dart to the blanket on my body. Right, I fell asleep watching that really good movie with Evans. He must have helped with the blanket on my body too. I sit up and take notice of the table in front of me. There's a plate of sliced bread and a jar of jam. And beside it is a note. I pick up the note,“Eat this while I'm gone. You were sleeping fine with the TV on, I didn't want to wake you up. I Went out to get something proper for you to eat. Wait for me. Don't open the door for anyone that isn't me.” My heart skips a beat. I'm alone. I settle the note back on the table and take a deep breath. I'll be fine. I glance at the television and derive my attention back to the food in front of me. I'm starving, yet I don't feel like fixing anything in my mout
-Scarlett-Criag opens the door and it reveals Liam. The day is dark already, but the porch's light did not hesitate to lighten up his face, showing me those face features or his and his huge body I've missed.Oh Liam."Liam? What are you doing here?" Craig sounds a bit confused."She called," Liam adds, walking into the house uninvited.Craig glances at me before closing the door behind him.Liam takes a pause seeing me on my feet and trying not to smile."God," He mutters very quietly. And take a step towards me before pulling me into a hug . I hug the man in front of me very tightly, taking in every scent of him that I've missed. The hardness of his body my juvenile ass always craved for and well everything and anything I left as he is. I hugged every inch of this man. "Are you okay?" He asks and replies to himself. "Of course you're not" Of course I'm not… After almost hugging and sniffing each other for an hour, I think I did the sniffing part alone. Liam and I let go of each
It is a Wednesday afternoon. I am lying in bed and doing absolutely nothing but just staring at the ceiling. It's been a week and a few days since my kidnap. And well when I say security is an understatement for what Liam has placed upon my life right now. Then an understatement it is. I hardly go anywhere myself. Not like I go out. I barely know my way around here. Even back at the hotel I don't step out of it. But here. This place is way worse. Outside my door are two more bodyguards. And around the whole building is perfectly secured. I stand up to go to the bathroom and I'm being followed by Vilda. Who is currently back and is looking healthy. I think we've grown closer. But the protection is too much. Where I have my own space is this room. It's spacious enough for me to do a back flip ten times, but it is not enough. Everything is just weirder and somehow I want things to go back to the way they used to be. Or not. I don't know… Liam is the same. He h
The evening has just started, and after saying hello to a lot of people and some ladies that looked like I just ruined their evening by being alive and Liam's wife, I feel exhausted already. And hungry. Some things are meant for some good cause, not like I liked that I was kidnapped. But throughout the night, Liam has been really close. Hasn't left my side and has never planned to. We've been linking arms and walking side by side. It's been what I've been wanting for ages now. The evening goes on and as usual, I am bored as hell.. But I've gotten pretty used to the boredom and how to act. Liam and I are standing together, having non alcoholic wine like he had suggested, when he gently taps me by the arm. "I have to go make a quick call. You'll have to stay here and don't move an inch" He says. "I won't, as long as we're beside this table. I'm not moving an inch" I beam gesturing towards the table that has not the very best of pastries but enough. "That'll do. I'll