Kidnapper

     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.

             His face was full of dread and his body was trembling badly, when he saw the most powerful ruthless and vicious person, standing in front of him. He clenched a gun in his right hand. The man was prostrating in front of him. Both hands were clasped together and pleading from him to spare his life. There was only his footsteps' noise.        " I'm sorry, b boss. This would not happen again. " Man bumbled over his words.        He darted his raged amber eyes toward him, " What's the biggest mistake in life? " He said in a harsh voice.       " W w when you don't respect females. " Man spilled out his words in fear, " Please forgive me, boss." His hands were shaking.       " She wasn't your wife. You've made a blooper mistake. " He pointed his gun at him, holding it in his hand tightly. He gestured at the dead bo

His thoughts were occupied with Amiya. Was she really a spoiled girl? Her thinking was saying something else to him. He could not take out the view of her curves under his coat, her stare wearing green lenses.      It had been a long time since he had been dating Kattie for almost two years. They had kissed uncountable time. But it never felt wrong before. It was his wedding after one hour and it wasn't a good sign to get bored from the future wife without even having her.        He had preserved his first night with her after the wedding ceremony. But it didn't mean he was virgin. He was waiting for Robbie to come back, so he could give him a proper dose in exchange for doing worse things to Amiya.        His phone buzzed in his pocket. He fished it out and hoisted it to his ear. Before he could speak anything he saw Amiya standing outside Robbie's room and gawking through the window with shock

He peered at his wrist. It was going ten minutes past to leave her. He excused himself and trotted toward his room. It was taking much more time than required. He thought to saunter toward his room. He did not want to leave the party as his guests were stopping him to congratulate him on this important day.       Receiving greetings, blessing from his guests, he paced ahead meanwhile his phone buzzed in his pocket. He took it out of his pocket and glanced at the display. It assured him something was definitely wrong.            Did she try to run? He thought.     When he got the name of Mark on the display. Immediately, He raised it up to his ear and trotted toward his room.       "Did you call the doctor? "He asked and disconnected it as he jostled it back in his pocket.       He reached at the door of his room. She was lying on the b

   He was astonished at her. She slept for three hours in the plane and her eyes didn't agree to open. He smiled down at her. His fingers were dug in her soft skin. Her weight was light. She was sleeping like a baby in his arms. Somewhere in the corner of his heart, he was glad it wasn't Kattie in his arms. From the moment, he had seen her. He couldn't take her out of his mind. He wanted to tie her in his arms so she couldn't even think to go away from him.         He stepped in his house. He agreed to break his promise to have her and called her his forever. He lifted his eyes to see his mother.          His thought was standing in front of him. His blood boiled in his veins. His mother smiled eyeing him. His eyes weren't on his mother. He was glaring beside her.      Their faces blanched with shock. He was reining his rage as she was still in his arms, peacefully sleeping.