I received a call from Pat, his voice laced with concern. I could sense his worry, and it struck a chord within me. You see, when someone else takes care of your responsibilities, especially ones you cherish, it can be disheartening. Pat had always been diligent about protecting me, and I appreciated his dedication.
Vic, on the other hand, insisted he didn't need anyone's protection. He had his own entourage, a tight-knit group of 13 individuals. Despite the superstition surrounding the number 13, Vic's team was incredibly loyal. Their bond was unbreakable; if Vic were to fall, they would stand by him to the very end.
As we stepped into our family's old mansion, a sense of nostalgia washed over me. The estate, with its 26 rooms, had been in our family for generations. However, it had been put up for auction seven years ago, forcing Vic and Me to purchase it. Despite its grandeur, I had never spent more than three days within its walls. Vic, though had likely spent more time here than I had.
Both Vic and I had our own luxurious penthouses on the island, overlooking the sea. But there was something about this old mansion that drew me in, a sense of history and belonging.
As I stood in the grand foyer, lost in thought, I heard the sound of footsteps echoing through the hallway. The doors swung open, and Vic strode in, his presence commanding attention.
He was dressed in a tailored black suit, perfectly accentuating his lean, athletic physique. His crisp, white shirt was complemented by a slim, silver tie, and his black trousers were impeccably pressed. The subtle scent of his Tom Ford Noir perfume wafted through the air, adding to his aura of sophistication.
Vic's chiseled features were striking, with piercing light blue and grey eyes that seemed to see right through me. His strong jawline and sharp cheekbones were accentuated by his dark hair, styled perfectly to frame his face. And, of course, his signature dimples made an appearance as he smiled, adding a hint of mischief to his demeanor.
As he approached me, I couldn't help but notice the similarities between us. We shared the same strong jawline and sharp cheekbones, but our eyes were distinctly different. While Vic's eyes were a piercing light blue and grey, mine were a deep, dark blue. We were like two sides of the same coin, identical yet opposite.
"Salve, frater." (Welcome brother in Latin) Vic's low, husky voice was familiar and comforting as he spoke.
His eyes gleamed with warmth and amusement, and his smile revealed a hint of mischief, as he awaited my response.
"Guess who's back" I say while hugging his huge body.
"Where the fuck were you gone, you should have been here Morning itself." His voice is fine, no one would hate it. I bet.
"I was in a bit problem" I say while managing the expression.
"Where's your 12?" I asked, a mischievous glint in my eye.
Vic raised an eyebrow, a hint of amusement on his face.
"You mean my team?"
I nodded, a grin spreading across my face.
"Yeah, are they running on schedule? Are they at their 12 o'clock?" I chuckled, expecting Vic to catch the joke.
Vic's expression turned dry, but a hint of a smile played on his lips.
"You're hilarious, Dean."
We walked towards the staircase. Before I could take another step I heard a familiar voice came out of my back calling out my name.
"Hello Dean, long time no see" says KYLA.
Who the fuck informed her that I am in my city, she can't know. I don't care if she doe but the problem is that women is so fucking irritating. She's always turned on 24/7 and it's not just her eyes that give her away. I can see the subtlest flush rising to her cheeks, a delicate pink hue that betrays her excitement. Her breathing is shallow, her chest rising and falling with a rapid cadence that speaks to her arousal.
As she takes a step closer to me, I can see the faintest ripple of erection beneath her tight-fitting top. Her nipples are hard, straining against the fabric like tiny pebbles. It's a subtle detail, but one that speaks volumes about her state of mind. Kyla's always been a woman who wears her desire on her sleeve, and right now, she's broadcasting her attraction to me loud and clear.
"I am quite busy, I have my own work to focus on rather than judging people unlike you" I said.
Before she could respond, a cute, high-pitched meow caught our attention. Mimi and Nimi, my adorable pets, had appeared.
"Hey, babies! Daddy's home!" I exclaimed, scooping them up in my arms.
"I've missed you guys so much! You didn't forget about me, did you?"
They nuzzled their heads into my chest, purring contentedly. Kyla watched the reunion with an unreadable expression, her eyes narrowing slightly as she took in the tender scene.
"It seems like Mimi and Nimi are getting more attention than some people," she said dryly, her voice laced with a subtle edge.
I smiled wryly, still cuddling the kittens.
"I've missed them. They're a priority."
Kyla's eyes flashed with a mixture of annoyance and frustration, but I intervened before she could respond.
"Kyla, we've got important things to discuss, Please leave us." I said firmly, my tone polite but dismissive.
Mimi and Nimi, sensing the tension, nestled deeper into my arms, their purrs a soothing balm to the awkward atmosphere. Kyla's gaze lingered on us, her expression a complex web of emotions before she finally turned to leave.
"Can we go now? We got things to do" Vic said and I followed him further.
Oh my god I don't want that man to enter again. I turned towards the door, it was not masked men it was other men. He was old, aged fine. I think he's a bodyguard of Silvestro.
"Miss, we have orders to send you back safely to your house. We need your address so that we can arrange the jet to get into your place." He says with a old tone voice.
"My address? I guess I am fine going with myself, I respect privacy. So Please do tell your boss not to worry about me. I am fine. Okay." I said him. Not even a single expression changed from his face.
Guess what he didn't even try to blink his eyes till I finish the whole sentence.
He's so active. I can read that through his face.
"Miss it's for your own safety." He said.
"I need time to think about it." I say.
Although I am not thinking it again. I don't want to cause I am escaping from here tonight.
"Okay. If you need anything you have the alarm next to you." He said and left.
Now let me think how to get the shit out of here. Like seriously I can't hear this beep sound anymore. I can't move myself it's very hard. I can feel the knife and stitches. If I move more I guess all the stitches will open up. I don't care I am getting out from here within 6hrs.
It's 3pm already. My lunch is about to come. I don't know who will get it. I hope they give something flavored.
The doors swung open, I saw a young and beautiful nurse.
"Mam here is your food and tablets please eat all and don't waste any of it and don't forget to take tablets. Doctor will come at 5pm." She says.
"Okay. Thank you." I said.
Before she goes back. I call her out just to clarify one small doubt.
"Excuse me, is there any chance if I move the stitches will open and I might bleed or something like that. Cause you know it's so boring in here so after finishing the lunch I can get a small walk in the corridor" I asked with one take.
"Yes Mam you can, but please walk slow. It will be good if you don't five stress to your body soo that it can cure fast." She said with a cute little smile.
"Thank you." I say.
She nods and then goes out living me all alone once again.
I finished my lunch. I was yummy. And I got a plan to escape too. If I walk slow it won't have any problems. So I walk slow and get out of here as soon as possible.
But the thing is I don't have any sort of dress to wear. I don't know if they have my bag or not. I guess I should confirm it.
I pressed on red alarm button. Within 2mins the same old man showed up. I thought nurse will come.
He is standing there without giving any reaction.
"I need my bag. Did you find it? I have my documents in it and I need to pay for the car rental which I had taken so...." Before I could complete my sentence he interfered
"Everything is taken care by Boss, you don't have to worry about it and the documents are given to the security people they will take care of it." He says.
God I need my bag it's not abou the documents nor the rental car. It's about the money and the dress I need.
"I need that bag." I said finally without taking another moment.
"Sure I will get it once the doctor comes to you soo when I am gone the docs will stay with you." He says.
I said thank you and he left.
Finally it's 5pm already. The doctor will come and my bag too.
The doctor was here.
"Hey, Ava how are you feeling?" Doctor asks.
"I am good I guess. I can walk now right?" I ask her again to confirm.
"Yes but please don't stress yourself. You have a very rare bloodgroup. Once it's gone we should again call Mr. Silvestro to donate you some" she says laughing loudly.
I don't know what is funny.
Wait.
Silvestro gave me blood to save me.
What the fuck.
I was not aware of this.
His blood is in my system.
I am not able to digest the fact that he gave me blood to save me. What is wrong with him. Why the fuck should he save me.
"I will take care of it." I say to the doctor.
I just hate her, she is irritating me with her laugh. And senseless talks.
"Okay we will change the medication for night. Will give you with the dinner. And that's it for today will see you tomorrow have a good day." She says and gives me a strange smile and leaves the room.
I am still in shock. He has the same blood as mine. I thought I was unique. What the fuck am I thinking, I should think about why he gave blood to me not about uniqueness.
So that's why he asked me that was I not grateful. Well I am not okay. I guess he was scared of me. Like he thinks I am from another territory so if he kills me he will get killed right soo that's why he saved me. I am a genius. I find out things so easily and quickly. I guess I should thank him another time. Maybe if I meet him.
Pat had given her the bag, she had a cute little pajamas set with all food prints on it. She had to wear those and go to airport. She didn't care if her documents were in there nor about the flights.
It was 7pm already. She took out all the needles slowly which nurse had showed her to do if she had to go just small walk or something. Little did nurse know Ava was about to ride 800km faraway.
Ava removed all the things slowly and carefully. And got near the door to check if someone was waiting outside. For her luck no one was there. She had taken private floor, where she had not idea. She thought the hospital was waste and they just don't care.
"I guess this hospital is worthless, they don't even have a camera god how did they even stitch me up. What if they had left something inside while stitching." She said to herself.
She took her bag it had nothing just some money. And all cards.
Ava is going to do something big but god knows if she can escape or not( and I too know).
Before she could cross the floor she heard a man speaking in the call.
"She is very cleaver, I didn't wanted them to kill her I promise. It was all planned already." He said.
Ava had her faced coverd with a hospital mask so no one could recognize her. And she leaned in to listen what that guy was actually talking about.
"Yes. They should have stabbed Dean instead if Ava. It would have been worthy" he said.
And there was a pause for a minute.
Ava heard a boots sound walking towards her, as soon as possible she started to run. Until she reached the elevator. The elevators got opened, and she stepped inside without thinking another second.
She was out from the top floor to ground. Escape mission completed.
God Please I need some sort of help Pleaseeeeee. I will visit church every Sunday and do prayers, please send me help Jesus please I beg you Pardon.
As I prayed I pleadged my hand to stop a car hoping for the best, a big White light hitting my eyes, if I did would have stared I would have been blind for sure.
And it's was a Mercedes-Benz S-Class, a man driving a car. I couldn't see much from the light that is hitting my eyes so hard than my high school crush. Finally he decided to turn low the lights, it was not offed but turned low.
A man stepped out, I couldn't see his face but I could see his body physique. He was just a few inch heighter than me. He had suits on. He was not so big. He had a simple body, not to big not small. He was perfect.
He started to walk towards me, I don't know what to do. Should I ask him lift to the airport or should I ask him help. I don't know what to do for God's sake. Okay I should chill and speak.
"May I help you Miss. You seem all alone in this lonely road." He asks me before I could even say something.
"Yes I guess I am lost. I don't remember how I came here." I say some shit lies to make him believe in me.
"It's so cold take can we sit and talk inside my car, if you don't mind?" He asked finally. Thank god I am feeling cold by the way.
"Yes please." I say.
We walked towards the car and then I comforted myself in passenger seat.
Before I could even talk this guy started to ask questions.
"Now can we talk??" He asked me with a tone that I never heard. Ever.
"So basically my boyfriend bought me here, I thought we were going to have fun by at last. I was awaken on some street." I said a beautiful lie.
Did it work? Ohh yes it did a miracle.
"Oh God. I am so sorry to hear that you had been through a lot." He says with a petty tone.
My lies are working. Yeahhhhhhhh.
"I don't know where to go, I have my bag and it has some money and my cards." I say again. I believe this guy is not a thief, which thief comes in Mercedes-Benz S-Class. A mafia Men might come in this car but not a thief. I bet on my life.
"Okay, but for now I have some work to be done, it's late night already. If you want I can book a hotel near buy so that you can stay." He asks me.
But nooooo.... I don't believe this city's hotel and public places like it's all owned by Silvestro. One or the other.
"No please, like I don't believe in staying at any hotel's, like I am already been betrayed once in this city. So if you don't mind can you take me with..... you.." I ask him with tension in tone.
I shouldn't have asked it. I guess.
"Belive me or not we have lot of enemies travelling around us, so for also it's hard to trust one. But I guess it's okay to belive you. You can be taken down easily." He says.
Taken down easily. Man if you push me hard I will fall. Definitely I will. I am so weak my blood is so low I guess. Oh God I forgot to mention him I have a stitch on my stomach. What if he sees and won't trust me and kick me out of his car.
What if he kills me, he had told me that he don't trust anyone. What have I put myself into.
I don't have any news about my business, not I have any updates from Alex and also no one knows I am stuck in here. I can't call anyone till I get my phone. I am worried about my sales. I don't know if mom had called me and what if she is worried. What if they think I am dead in some flight crash or something. I guess I am fucking my own life so hard.
All of a sudden the car pulled over on a drive away. I am hungry too.
"Need something??" He asked with confusion tone.
"Yes please I am hungry, can I get one grill cheese chicken burger, a fries, chicken wings with spicy sauce and a cola." I say.
God I should be eating bland food for a week. Fuck it dammit. I need food, I have a theory if I eat my favorite food I will get well soon. So eating my favourite is not bad as dead I guess.
"Okay. You have an incredible taste in ordering stuff." He says turning back to pick something I guess.
"Hey Need something to eat??" He asks someone at the back.
Is he out of his mind?? There is no one back there. What is he doing? Why do all men acts soo weird when there is a women next to them.
"Yes please. My regular order." A morning sleepy women voice is coming from my back.
My heart just skipped not 1 but 2 beats.
Lub and Dub.
I turn back just to witness a young lady. Who is just little too young. Maybe be she is his sister or something. Well I can't judge a book by its cover though.
"Were you here in this car all the time?" I ask her with my tensed tone.
"Excuse me who are you??" She asked me.
"I am.....I am...." Before I could complete my words. The guy spoke.
"She is stranger who asked me help. You don't have to do anything with that information I guess." He says with a tone of anger.
The girl's eyes narrowed, her gaze flicking between me and the guy.
"Okay, whatever," she muttered, turning back to her phone.
"So, who is she?" I asked, trying to keep my tone light.
"She's my sister, Lyka. Don't mind her, she's just a bit...prickly." He says.
"I see," I said, turning back to Lyka, who was now typing away on her phone.
The guy handed Ava a bag of food, and the aroma of grilled chicken and fries wafted up, making her stomach growl with hunger.
"Thanks," I said, digging into the food. The flavors exploded on my tongue, and I closed her eyes, savoring the taste.
As we ate, the tension in the car dissipated, replaced by an awkward silence. I tried to make small talk, but Lyka remained monosyllabic, and the guy seemed preoccupied with his thoughts.
Lyka suddenly spoke up. "So, what's your story?" Lyka asked, her voice dripping with skepticism.
"I'm just...lost," I said finally, trying to sound vague.
Lyka raised an eyebrow.
"Lost, huh? That's convenient."
I felt a surge of defensiveness, but the guy intervened before I could respond.
"Lyka, come on. Don't be like that."
Lyka rolled her eyes.
"I'm just trying to get to the bottom of things, bro."
The guy shot Lyka a warning look, but I was intrigued by Lyka's feistiness.
"It's okay, I can handle it." I said.
"Oh, I'm shaking in my boots." Lyka smirked.
"Sorry to be a hassle." I say her.
"You're not a hassle. You're just...interesting." Lyka says with soft tone.
"Well Kyson, don't you know that stranger's are danger. As Sis used to say when we were kids." Lyka asked her brother.
Oh he has an interesting name Kyson. Now I can address his him with his name.
"Do you think I am danger to you?" I ask her with curiosity for her to answer.
"Oh God No. You are so cute by the way. How are you lost??" She asked.
Same lie repeats again. And she believed it too. Just like her brother.
"So what's your name?? Do you even have one?" Lyka laughs as if it is some kind of joke of the year.
"Myself Avayola." I say another lie. It's not a proper lie though but it is it's just Ava and I created new name just to save my life from this city.
"It's kinda cool name right Kyson" she asks her brother.
"Yeah. It's rare name. I like your name by the way Avayola" he says. Is he blushing. Ewww that's awkward.
"We are hereeeeeee. Finally after 4hrs of journey." Lyka shouts.
Ouch my ear hurts. This girl was good while she was asleep.
The car stopped at the entrance of a freaking huge and beautiful estate. The iron gates slowly opened, showing a curvy driveway with tall trees and nicely cut grass. A damn huge Gothic-style mansion appeared in front of us, its tall towers and pointy roofs reaching up to the sky like bony fingers.
That's when I saw the sign in front of the mansion's gate: "WELCOME TO..."
Fuck, my heart skipped a beat as I read the words, a sense of unease settling in.
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