I was sitting inside a private jet and it was so huge, I mean the interior was jaw dropping with the comfortable business seats but my jaw didn't drop as I was crying so hard thinking about my impending death.
But anyway a small smile crept on my crying face,
Atleast I got a chance to sit on a private jet before my death.
As the time passed by, my eye lids felt heavy as sleep engulfed me.
Someone patted my cheeks and I slowly opened my eyes and saw Daria standing in front of me with a small smile.
"Where are we?" I asked rubbing my eyes. I was unplastered when we entered the plane but my hands were still tied.
"Dear, we are in Honolulu."
After 10 hours of long flight we reached Honolulu, city in Hawaii.
Along with them, I got out of the plane and again there were three sleek black cars parked outside the airport. People were around walking by, but no one noticed me tied up.
Nowadays people are just busy in their own lives..
Can't blame them..
Because even I'm the same..
"Atleast remove these ropes from my hands, it's aching." I grumbled.
Handsome guy looked at me and gave a nod to Zoe. Zoe came and removed the ropes with an eye roll.
"Ouch!!" I winced
Seriously my hands were tied for 10 hours and my blood is clotted.
Bitches and bastards..
I, myself went and sat on middle car on the back seat.
It was evening and the sun was about to set. The chauffeur started driving and the handsome guy was sitting on the passenger seat. There was silence in the car until the guy spoke up.
"Well I didn't introduce myself." The last thing I want is him introducing himself.
"I'm Dylan Scott, you can call me Dylan."
I ignored him, here I'm gonna die and he was introducing himself.
"Miss Nolan are you hearing?"
Ignored.
He tilted his head towards my direction and heaved a sigh. Then there was a pin drop of silence with no one talking.
After a few minutes, the car pulled up towards a beautiful house, it was not a mansion as I expected it to be, but it was a beautiful house with palm trees and grasses all around, it was green and pollution free. The house was surrounded by a pond and a wooden bridge was above it, leading us to the large mahogany doors of the house.
Dylan came towards the door and opened it for me, I got out of the car and sauntered towards the house with Dylan beside me and Daria, Zoe and other girl following us suit.
Dylan opened the door to the house and I stepped in.
The interior of the house was mind blowing but I couldn't describe it because my brain and heart was in pain knowing that I'm gonna die within few hours or minutes.
Dylan told me to sit in one of the couch in the living room and I sniffled before sitting on the said place.
The first thing I'm gonna do after seeing King is, stomp his feet, punch him in the nose till it bleeds, double smack and a kick, where sun doesn't shine. He may consider it as my last wish.
Suddenly the door knob turned and a familiar figure came into view.
As I saw that familiar figure, I saw hope. Hope of surviving, hope of freedom, hope to get a ticket back to New York, all I could see was hope, hope and HOPE. A small yet hopeful smile plastered on my face.
The familiar figure was my savior, my prince, my knight in the shining armor, the one and only Harold Kingston, CEO of the entire SDC companies and my boss.
I stood up from the couch before walking towards him and bowed in front of him respectfully. Up close he was even more handsome, with ocean blue eyes and his light brown hair was slightly messy which made him look even more hot. He was wearing a long sleeved white shirt with formal black pants.
"Sir I'm Naomi Nolan, a hard working employee of SDC, your company Sir." I sniffled and wiped my nose.
Stupid, don't wipe your nose infront of your boss, it's a bad manners..
I continued "...Sir I'm innocent, yet they brought me here, to kill me and someone named King wants to kill me. Sir, please help me" I kept my hand on my clenching heart and with extreme pain I said, "I promise Sir, I won't take my next month salary but please help me to get out of here, sir." I joined my hands infront of him and pleaded with my teary eyes.
He had an amused expression skated all over his face as his eye brows pulled up. With a knowing small smile, he said
"Miss Nolan, first calm down and please sit." He said.
And oh my god!! My boss had a thick British accent with a smooth velvety voice..
I sat on the nearby couch with a smile as his soothing words were relaxing me.
I waited for his next soothing words calmly but when the next words left his mouth, my hope totally vanished away.
"I am King, Miss Nolan."
I stood up from the couch in an instant without wasting a second with wide eyes and a hanging mouth. I couldn't believe what I just heard.
"WHAT?" I yelled.
"Don't shout Miss Nolan, I'm not deaf." he said, keeping his face stoic and continued.
"Well, I don't have a habit of repeating myself, but for you, I'll repeat."
I was standing there like a statue without blinking, without moving an inch when he said,
"I. AM. KING. Miss Nolan." He emphasized each word.
Anger surged through me as I remembered my last wish. I took a step forward and stomped his feet.
"Ouch!!" there was a slight change in his expression.
"You fucking asshole!!" I bursted as Zoe and another girl took a step forward to get hold of me but this asshole, held his palm out, stopping them in their tracks. I was about to punch his nose, when he grabbed my fist and pulled me towards him.
We were just a foot apart from each other.
My breath got hitched at the proximity, when he leaned to my ear and said in a husky britishy accenty voice.
"No violence, Miss Nolan".
The one who does violence, is telling me 'no violence'..
Then he pulled back and I froze in my position.
However I managed to recover from my paralyzed state and with enough courage I asked.
"What do you want from me?" I asked, my voice low as I gulped. My hazel eyes was briefly locked with his ocean blue eyes.
"Oh nothing!! but you saw us killing Ashar."
Oh so that guy's name was Ashar..
"I didn't see anybody killing anyone." I lied curtly.
"Oh really!" His eye brows lifted up. "then who is this?" He pointed towards the laptop which was placed on the coffee table.
I took a step forward towards the table and knelt down to get a clear view.
And....... Oh my me!!! I was sooo doomed..
My pathetic life..
I wanna cry so loud...
Oh god!! Why?? Why me??
It was me in my black dress standing in front of garage and my face was clearly seen in the screen.
Sweat trickled down my forehead as I gulped hard while seeing the laptop screen.
I inhaled a sharp breath to compose myself.
Don't freak out, you can handle it..
Come on..
"It's not me!" I stated curtly. "It's.....I think....uh.. um.....my doppelgänger" I shrugged, giving them the dumbest reason as everyone gave me a weird look. "Doppelganger?" King raised his one brow. I sighed as my shoulders slumped in defeat.
"Well, I saw everything that day." I confessed confidently and he immediately turned his stoic face to me.
I was damn screwed up.
"But I promise..." I exhaled deeply "...I won't tell it to anyone, I promise.""Promises are to break, Miss Nolan" Mr Kingston's face was still stoic.And oh my god! that velvety British accent voice.. I guess I love British accent more than American accent.."But you can trust me." I tried to convince him. "I know I can trust you, Miss Nolan but, Ashar is a son of the one of the most influential businessman." He stopped.I patiently waited for him to continue but he wasn't continuing.Damn... speak up man!!"So what??" I asked in an impatient voice.He turned towards the other people inside the room and gave a nod to them and they all left within a second. Leaving me and Mr mafia king all alone.And he continued."In the business world nobody knows me as King, for them I'm just Harold Kingston, that's it." He gave a pause for his words as he pursed his lips together for a while and then continued."So.."Pause.."... Ashar's father, however got to know that he was killed inside the g
I sat on the bed and thought about the dinner. I've read in billionaire novels, how they have feast all day for no reason. I mean, probably there will be many dishes like, meat balls, mashed potatoes, boiled egg, ham, bacon, sausages, chicken soup, duck roast, fried chicken, gravy, ramen and maybe Hawaiians famous dishes, poi, Loco moco, poke and at the end a tasty dessert.God!! My mouth instantly watered just by thinking about the dishes I'm gonna taste tonight.I got up from the bed and made my way downstairs, towards the dining area. Haro- I mean Mr Kingston was already sitting on the chair. It was circular wooden table with 5 seats. A beautiful flower vase was placed on top of the wooden table. I pulled a chair across Mr Kingston and sat on it.Mr Kingston was busy typing something on his phone, completely ignoring me. Daria entered the dining area with a wooden food cart which had two dishes and a jug of fruit juice and another jug of water. She placed the two dishes and two jug
I turned the door knob and stormed out of my room before slamming the door shut with a loud thud. I descended downstairs with my fist balled on my sides, my eyes blazing with fire and rage radiating off of me. As soon as I reached downstairs, I sprinted towards the lounge, where I usually find him. I scanned every corner of the lounge but sadly he wasn't here.I walked towards the million dollar kitchen and saw Daria washing the dishes and lost in her own world. I didn't want to vent my anger and frustration on her, so I took a deep breath to calm my nerves."Daria!!" She spun around abruptly."Oh!! Miss Nolan, your breakfast-" I cut her off."Where is king?" My tone was kind of cheeky when I said king."He's out for some business." She said.Probably out for some of his mafia business, because today is Sunday.. That asshole.."Okay." I nodded."And your breakfast is inside the microwave." She pointed a finger towards the microwave."I'll take it." She smiled.I took my breakfast fro
I was pacing back and forth with my hands locked from behind. I was waiting for Daria to knock on my door and call me out for dinner.I glanced up at the wall clock and it was already 8pm.Why Daria isn't calling me for dinner??Suddenly there was a knock on my door followed by Daria's voice. "Miss Nolan, dinner is ready." I grinned."Coming Daria." I said in a sing-song way before opening the door and sauntering out.I made my way towards the dining area and saw king sitting on his usual chair, scrolling down his phone. He was wearing a full sleeved grey hoodie and a sweat pants.I took a seat across him as Daria entered with the wooden food cart. King kept his phone aside as Daria placed a plate and glass before serving dinner to him.Okay it's time to open your mouth.I took a deep breath before opening my mouth."Um....uh..a frie-" straight away I was cut off by him."I don't talk during dinner or lunch or breakfast." He stated with his eyes fixed on his plate. "Whatever you have
It was a vast room with two palm trees at either sides of the entrance and huge rocks surrounded the room in a circular way. Some bushes were planted in between of the rocks with the streams of ocean blue waters flowing down the rocks with burbles. Glass walls were on the either sides of the room giving a beautiful view of the exquisite garden and pond down below. The water flowing down from the rock was marvelous giving an ethereal appearance to the whole room.In awe, I walked inside and looked around.It was a mini Maldives..It was a paradise, a complete heaven. This whole house is so creative, just so unique. I've never seen something so beautiful ever in my life.With a huge smile plastered on my face, I walked forward until I reached the water. I slowly put my feet into it and sat on the huge rock which was beside it.It was peaceful.So peaceful..I never thought that a man like Harold Kingston, who is a mafia king can be so green and plantsman. I thought of him like a black a
Dylan Scott.It was Dylan Scott.I opened my mouth to ask him something but he suddenly placed his index finger on his lips, gesturing me to stay quiet and I did.I slowly tilted my head to a side and with the corner of my eyes I saw those three well built men turning around and walking on the opposite direction of the road.Again I sighed.I glanced up at Dylan, whose one arm was still around my shoulders, his grey beautiful eyes calm and staring at the narrow road ahead of us. His jet black hair, slightly messy making him look more hotter. His prominent jaw covered with a slight stubble and his face was all calm and beautiful.Your staring at him for too long..I tore my gaze away from him as I felt my heart skipping a beat. He removed his hand off of me as we reached a black sleek expensive looking car. He opened the passenger door for me to get in.Oh! What a gentleman..I gave him a subtle smile before getting inside the car. He got seated in the driver seat as he revved the engi
I was sitting in an armchair in the balcony of my room continuously sighing and staring up at the beautiful view, the sun was about to set as the wind blew through my hair sending a chill down my spine. The balcony was also beautiful with plant pots around, beneath my feet was green grass carpet and behind me was the series of small plant pots hung on the wall with the help of the plant holder. A few miles away from this house was a beach and I could also see the water gushing on the seashore.Again I sighed contentedly.When I arrived, I didn't face Satan.. I mean Mr Kingston, he was not here which I was glad about. I apologized to Daria as she gave me her sweet smile before saying it's okay. And from then I just can't stop thinking about him.Dylan Scott.I've been blushing all day and sighing with contend. The way he put his hand on shoulder,so protectively. He was my saviour, my hero, my knight in the shining armour, my...Oh me!! I'm so whipped.I can smell love.Love is in the a
My hair was blowing in the wind as I walked in the sand near the sea shore with my bare feet, warm water splashing on my bare feet giving me a soothing sensation. Beside me was my man, Dylan Scott.We both walked on the seashore with our hands locked, side by side.Suddenly Dylan came to halt as I spun around before glancing up at him. A warm heart melting smile was plastered on his face as I smiled back. He closed his eyes and leaned in as I pouted my lips waiting for his kiss with my closed eyes.The water was roaring at the power of wind as the sun was setting down. Suddenly there was a loud siren sound which was annoying. I shut my ears with my palm as the sound continued...My eyes shot open at the continuous sound.What is that annoying loud sound?I haven't even kept an alarm nor my ringtone sounds like that.I rubbed my eyes and looked around only to find a buzzing wireless telephone on my nightstand. I checked the time on the wall clock and it was quarter to six in the mornin