Someone in hiding wouldn't become an Idol.. right?
"A truth that's been perceived as a lie is made to deceive the enemy's truth."
Book two of the survival series (can be read alone but needs a bit of info)
ONE OF MY WORSTS ISTG, GOOD IDEA BUT A BAD...
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"Well Hello Darling, I'm back."
Her eyes shut themselves as his face leans forward, his breath fanning the tip of her nose. "Oh c'mon, don't you wanna see my face?"
He grabs her chin and pulls her face up, her eyes opening and meeting his. "Don't you miss me love?"
"I think im too young for you."
He roughly pushes her face away and stands back up. "Tie her to the chair."
Another man comes into the room and they pull her up, placing her body on a chair. One of the men unties her hands while the other holds it in place, putting her arms around the back of the chair to tie them again. "C'mon at least untie my legs, my thighs are sweating."
They look up at their boss and he nods, letting them unite her ankles.
"Now, Ariella."
She spreads her legs apart in a comfortable slouch and looks away from the disgusting man, rolling her eyes and putting up a strong front. She had to refrain herself from simply squeezing her eyes shut, pushing down the memories that tried to resurface.
"Where's private?"
She makes eye contact with him, frowning. She soon raises a brow before chuckling at the man. "Private? You kidnapped me to lure out private?" She asks before bursting into laughter, slightly wincing as she felt the bruises on her stomach.
"Private will do anything to keep her identity a secret for as long as she can, she's the holy daughter, do you really think she'd risk that for a fake?" she asks the man, shaking her head in disappointment. "Its been 5 days, she probably thinks I'm dead." she comments, silently moving her finger on the crystals around the face of her watch, pressing one of them down before covering it with her sleeve.
"You're funny you know? You think I'd really believe you?"
She doesn't say anything, but looks towards the door that opens.
"Sir."
Her eyes widen at the familiar voice, a lump quickly settling at the base of her throat. "We've searched companies, dorms and other places, Private is nowhere to be found."
She looks at the man in shock, looking over his tattoos and facial features. "Aw look, she seems surprised."
She makes eye contact with the man, looking at his emotionless state.
"Kento."
He doesn't say anything back. "Ah I guess you haven't figured it out yet."
Ariella frowns.
"This is my son, Tanaka Haru."
The familiar name of her enemy had caused her breath to hitch.
