Contract Marriage

Chapter 21: Whose Planning a Wedding now?

Ava's P. O. V:

"Cover for me." I whisper before stealthily crouch over to the two shadows by the opposite side of the garden. I take aim and fire before Bradley can stop me. I see both the bodies fall to the ground as Bradley gets to them. What's this idiot doing,  I told him to cover me. I step up to the bodies.

"Geeze Ava, a dart gun!" he exclaims frustration dripping from every word. "What kind of concoction did you use on them, their pulse is very slow asking with their heart Oh No you've tranquilized them... Like freaking dogs!"

Before I can react he's laughing, this douche is laughing his head off as the lights come on everywhere. I see Conrad and Rick run up followed by the rest of the group, the boys with their guns at the ready.

"Let me guess... Ava's handy work.. So how long till it wears off babe?" Rick smirks.

"Oh we've got about 30 minutes. Let's get to work boys. I direct getting gloved up.

"Hold on, what the hell is going on here. What is wrong with all of you? She just tranquilized these a**hole* with a freaking dart gun like some tribes woman and you're all behaving like this is nothing out of the ordinary.  Do you all even realise how dangerous playing around with those things can be?" he lectures on.

"Would you feel the same way if we told you they just ransacked Ava's room and were about to move onto yours when Emile fired the shot." Conrad contributes.

"These jerks did what? Emile are you alright? Because if they in any way... He bellows.

"I'm fine big bro nothing I couldn't handle but I can't vouch the same for Ava's privacy. They were in her drawers and in everything and I truly mean in everything." she confirms my worst fears with her look.

I feel a blush creeping onto my face as her words truly register. They must have been through all my personal things and my clothes and OMG my underwear and everything. The thought repulses me to the core. How dare they invade my privacy like that.

Looks like the same thoughts have crossed Brad's mind. As he growls out "check their bags now!" and low and behold one of my lacy lingerie, a pair of matching lacy underwear, a couple of perfumes and an assortment of papers fall out of the bags.

I'm beyond embarrassed now and the boys have the courtesy to look away as well as the guards who surround us. "I want everything they touched in Ava's room discarded and they will never be able to work in this field Ever Again, am I clear?"
"Yes Boss, Crystal." They all chorus in reply.

"Brad it's alright we can just get everything decontaminated and washed, there's no need to throw away perfectly good clothes." I plead trying my best to convince him.

"No Ava they touched your things with their filthy hands.. How did they even dare to think they could. This will be a lesson to all.. Noone gets away with such insolence." He states fury dripping from every word.

"You all better get some sleep, we'll take care of this scum." he states hugs voice still gripped by Fury.

"But Bradley, we need to... " I hesitate as I see the look of fury on his face.
"Good night Ava, We'll see you all in the morning." He states indicating the end of our little discussion.

I notice the guards are carrying off the paparazzi who have snuck in and are all headed towards the garage accompanied by Rick, Conrad and Bradley who are in deep discussion following behind.

"Come on Ava, we'll set you up in my room as I doubt Brad will be OK with you sleeping in a room on your own." Emile coaxes knowing both of us so well does burden her as a go between unintentional as it may be on everyone's part.