Being the daughter of a multi-millionaire, Bella Montgomery somehow ends up being kidnapped as leverage. When she hears she's been kidnapped by the infamous, Draco, the last thing she expects is to be saved by him.
While the two are on the run, so...
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I heard her crying. I turned in my seat at a red light and saw her wipe her nose. Then her eyes met mine and she instantly turned around, hate flowing off her. I guess I would hate me too. I feel like punching that glower off her face, but I know I wouldn't be able to. She just looks so tiny I fear I would seriously injure her. Hence the reason I haven't been able to lay a hand on her yet.
Soon after, she falls asleep. She moves her body across the seats, positioning her back toward me. I stare at it for a while before realizing something.
She trusts me.
No one turns their back on their capture, especially me. So as she sleeps like that, its obvious she thinks I won't hurt her. I may need to change that. I pull into a 24-hour convenience store and turn around to look at her, wondering if I should wake her up with a slap. My eyes move down her body, down her fragile spine. Why do I feel like I have to protect her?
Turning around in my seat, I punch my steering wheel. What the hell is wrong with me? I turn to make sure she isn't up yet and then slide out of the truck. I need a drink.
I lock the doors as I am walking, but pause when I realize something. I turn back to the car and I slip out my knife and cut the ropes on her hands. If she wants to leave, she can now, I don't care. But I also know she has nowhere to go or anyone to call except 911. But they may make this whole thing a bigger problem. Before I can figure out the consequences, I already have the rope in two and am sliding it off her wrists. I pull back and enter the store through the automatic doors. I walk past the man that greets me and straight over to the beer section. I grab a 24 pack before turning around and walking to the front desk, only I pause when I pass the bandages section. My mind flashes back to the cut I put on her. I regret going so deep, but she wouldn't stop moving.
You don't need to pay for her, I tell myself. She should be nothing to you when you give her away.
I stare down the aisle before walking past it. I walk to the register and out the door, placing my drinks in the car I took from the man. I take one look at her calf before I curse and shut the car door. I run into the store and into the bandages aisle. I look around before my eyes land on just some wrap she can put around it. I grab that, pausing again when I see a brace for the chest. Only it slips around to the back, so it pretty much could be a brace for the ribs. She should be fine without it. Only she may not. If she dies, she's useless to you, another voice says in my head. I curse before grabbing that as well, passing some clothes on my way to the register again.
Clothes.
I'm sure Marcos gang—the Hellhounds—will recognize us by our clothes. Groaning, I grab some stuff from the rack and move to the front. I place all my stuff on the register, sending a fake smile to the old man working at the register.
"Wow, all this. Seems like your in trouble."
I just laugh, despite how ironic it is he's right. I'm in deep shit. Not only do I have to protect myself, but I have to protect the girl until Marco gives me my money. Realizing this, I grab a sub that's behind me and toss it onto the register as well. She probably needs to eat. And need water. God damn, it's like getting a pet. I grab a water as well, throwing that on there. The man just rings it up slowly. I watch the price go up, and finally hand over a hundred.
