Now it was time for me to get ready for my date. Dylan was going to pick me up soon and I had some thinking to do. I found a black dress and paired it with black heels. I put my hair into a simple updo and considered myself ready. Minimal effort, but still good enough. Dylan messaged me that he would be arriving shortly so I waited by the door.
The door rang and I told Adyline where I was going. She tried convincing me to stay home, but still didn't tell me about the call. "Maybe she will tell me later?" I thought to myself while walking out.
"You look beautiful" Dylan voiced when I entered the car.
"Thank you! You look great too." I responded. We then made small talk for the rest of the car ride. Dylan insisted that I waited to know the location of our date so I tried to be as patient as possible.
Soon I saw the London Tower Bridge and recognized my surroundings from the day I was picked up from the airport, we were in London. I smiled and took in the beauty of the city from the car window. I noticed Dylan turn and say "Almost there."
About 5 minutes in we arrived at Hyde Park. It was this beautiful park in London's heart. "Let's go find a nice spot!" Dylan laughed. He grabbed a large picnic basket from his trunk and stood behind me. "Lead the way beautiful."
I laughed before taking off into the amazing piece of nature before us. I found a spot that I liked and Dylan set up the picnic while I walked off to explore a bit more. I noticed a car that seemed like it had followed us here, but thought nothing of it.
When I came back I gasped. He had set up the picnic beautifully and had champagne, butter, bread, fruit, sandwiches, macaroons for dessert, and much more all beautifully placed on the blanket. I ran to him giving him a tight hug before sitting down.
"This is amazing!" I exclaimed.
"I am glad you liked it. Your little adventure was just the perfect amount of time for me to set everything up before you got back. How do you like the park?" he asked.
"It is so beautiful! Everything about this place makes it feel like a dream!" I voiced. I was so excited and I am sure Dylan picked up on it because he laughed.
"Thats amazing! Being here with you feels like a dream!" he responded. We both laughed and began to eat.
The next hour was spent eating and drinking while talking about our lives. Dylan was being so open with me and it felt horrible to have to lie to him about my life. He was hearing all about Zara's life, not mine. This also reminded me that I had a bodyguard coming. How was I going to explain this to Dylan? I couldn't say that my bodyguard was my boyfriend. That would hurt Dylan, especially now that we had been on a date. Maybe I could pass my bodyguard off as a friend and then move into a fake relationship? Maybe when the criminals after me were caught I could fake a breakup?
Either way, I had to push those thoughts from my head as we watched the sunset. It was an amazing date and it meant so much that Dylan put so much effort into it.
When the sun had set we talked for a bit before Dylan got a phone call. I told him he could answer and he walked off promising he would be back in a second. It seemed urgent so I relaxed. I watch him disappear into darkness before feeling a hand on my mouth. Internal panic swept through me as I heard a man say "You think going to the city at night would be safe? That's funny. Well, now you're in my hands. You can kiss this little date of yours goodbye, maybe even your life."
I tried speaking through the large hand, but everything was muffled. My vision was getting blurry and I noticed that the man had injected me with something. I was going to pass out any second. I heard a familiar voice say "Hey, what did you do to her! Fuck of you little shit!" The voice didn't sound like Dylan though, it sounded colder. I then felt the mans grip loosen as someone punched him hard. My head hit the ground and I stopped hearing the voices.
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Hidden Motives
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