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"Stop making me itch to pull the trigger Brit!" He announced with such calmness which got her infuriated. She hated him; She hated them; She hated herself and her family the more!

"I would pull that trigger and kill me!" She yelled stubbornly

He strolled to where she was tied, caressed her jaw with the gun he was holding and smirked....

"Would you really kill you, rich kid?" As if wanting no one's answer, he quickly added,

"I doubt".... With that, he walked away...

Brit was left alone once again in the care of the two unsmiling human predators. In a kind of way, she feels comfortable in the company of Brett who just left, who also happens to be the second in command of the gang.

Thinking back to how she got there, she had only just alighted in her red Porsche ride and was about rushing into class when she felt a strong palm cross her mouth. She would have struggled but for the gun pointing her abdomen! What was going to happen to her was the last thought that crossed her mind before she passed out on the intruder's arm.

She woke up two days ago and was surprised to see herself strapped to a chair in a deserted room, no, more like an abandoned storage. She was struggling to get out when she noticed she was not alone, three hard faces had their cold eyes fastened on her. She shivered.

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" Why am I here? Where am I? Why am I being tied? Not abduction definitely! My father would so kill y'all. You must not have made your finding before abducting me! I would make sure he roast y'all to bits!" She screamed simultaneously struggling to set loose.

Brett walked over to her and tied a simple gag over her mouth to stop her screams. He watched her struggle like a handicapped fly and without breaking her gaze, he smiled.

"Of course we know you are the only daughter of Winston Salem, the Prime Minister. We couldn't have abducted any other" he said

"You must have been wondering; You see, your father, the prime minister is not the best of man like you think him to be; He had some shady involvements and along the line, incurred himself a debt to which abducting you was still part payment" he turned his back.

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Brit's heart was shaking violently by then. His back was as muscular as his...... "Oh horrible Brit! Why think of your abductor's behind when there was more pressing things to think?" She chastised her thoughts. She just heard her father had some shady deals and some debts to clear. She never thought her father could be involved in any scandalous deal. But why then should she believed the handsome abductor whose back was turned to her?

As if he read her mind, he provided a picture of a man with his beautiful family.

"This is Banny Cortis and family. He was your father's acquintance before he went into politics. As a result of one man's ambitions, a family was exterminated. Who do you think is responsible for this atrocity? He smiled

If only he could stop smiling. Was he trying to confuse her or convince her to believing her father was capable of such felonious misdemeanor? She tried to block his voice off her head. It had the effect of a sweet-torture on her. She remembered after the explanation as to why she was there, she could only hear several conversations on phone between her father and the abductors. Why hasn't he come to save her? How she missed her daily life.

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Fast forward to the present time she was in, the two leering faces shot fiery eyeballs to her. They loved being alone with her - Out of Brett's protections. They could play with her like some toys. A mischievous grin forming on their faces. They tried doing this like twice but Brett kept popping in to distract, as if he had a surveillance camera on her. Why he hated harm coming to her, they didn't understand. She was the daughter of a syndicate after all.

Brett got a call from the high boss which was why he had to leave. A perfect time to play the minister's daughter. As they inched closer, she got scarier. How she wished he didn't leave. He had always been her guardian angel. She felt one of them grab her hair from behind.

"Get off me!" She screamed in pains

This earned her a slap from the other guy. They continued to rough handle her and she kept struggling with them. When pulling her clothing in one piece seem unachievable, they tore it to shreds. Had her brassiere off and was about ripping her denim pants when she kicked one of them in the scratch area with her free leg. He scampered away in pains.

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"You dare to kick my brother in the......... Your prince charming is no where to be found, I'm gonna kill ya before he comes. Not after having you submit to me". He said grabbing her neck tight as if to strangle her.

" You can only have her after I kill you manipulator" a familiar voice responded in the dark alley. A gunshot resounded after.

Brit couldn't have been more than relieved when Brett came into view.
He stared at her bare bosom for a moment and swallowed hard.

"Are you hurt anywhere?" He asked with a hoarse voice

"Thank you" was all she could reply. She bent her head and cried in shame.

He gave the other guy a command of disposing the lifeless body that lay on the floor. After he has left with the body, he inched closer to her and held her to himself.

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"I'm sorry I came late"...... They stood that way for a long time, savoring each others warmth wishing it was on another scene!

He removed his denim jacket and placed it on her bruised tanned skin. She had stopped weeping by now and was looking downwards like one tired of their existence. She no longer had the resilient attitude and the fiery stubbornness in her eyes is gone as well. He loved those things about her. It was fun for him! Was it fun for her? His countenance fell after this thought. Did he even care about her? He definitely just felt pity for her. He had always been an advocate of criminals paying for their crimes and not their innocents.

High boss had always insisted and relied on the Holy books which states "Even the iniquities of the fathers would be visited on their children even up to the third and fourth generations". All those things doesn't matter to Brett. He wasn't a believer to start with! He was only a realist! He looked up to where Brit was straddled and discovered she was asleep.

"Poor girl.... Probably didn't know what was in store for her" he muttered to himself

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Brit woke up feeling all numb. She discovered the ropes tying her hands and legs were gone. Her head felt empty for a slight second before remembering the Denim jacket on her was Brett's. She felt a tinge of excitement pump through her lungs. She was merely a captive and she shouldn't feel this way towards her captor.

"It is perfectly okay to feel this way. He gave me the jacket to cover shame after all. Who wouldn't be flustered at that rare generosity from a captor, no, hot captor, maybe handsome captor, definitely good-looking ca..... Oh Brit, stay composed!" She chastised the thoughts coming in rapid flow.

"By the way, where might the hottie be?"

On a normal morning, he would be first to know she's up and with his husky voice greet "Good Morning" like he needed a proof of salutation. Why hasn't she heard that voice this morning? Why was she unbound? She looked around and saw Brett talking in hushed tones with.......

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"OMG! The High boss!!!

What's the occasion? He rarely comes to the warehouse. Even his subordinates confirmed this fact some days back. According to them,

"The High boss can only be here for an extremely important reason" said Clim who is now deceased.

It has been her 6th day in the Warehouse but she knew better! There must be an important reason for the rare visit. Why she felt so strongly pulled to what they were whispering about is what she never understood. She fastened her eyes to the trio as if her sights came with hearing aids. It was then she caught Brett's eye dart to where she was. His eyes registered surprise when they met hers. And she saw it in his eyes!

Is that expression pity? Maybe shock? Definitely not love! Oh no!!! Is that tears forming in his eyes? Those were meant for her? She suddenly felt close to tears. It was all about her. She predicted a calamity coming! She saw Brett look away after flicking a bead of stubborn tears that refused to stay put.

The High boss looked in her direction with a murderous kind of gaze and that was enough to conclude what the problem might be! She finally embraced the last thought that danced on her mind.

"What if the order has been given to eliminate her?"

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To be continued