My eyes fluttered open slowly, my eyes adjusting to the sunlight, that beamed through the window.
My eyes darted around the unfamiliar room, where am I?
I groaned at the sudden throbbing pain in my head. I rubbed my hand over my face, attempting to get rid of the headache.
Suddenly the events of yesterday came flooding back to me.
Oh my god!
I sat up quickly, scanning the room once again, looking for a way out.
My eyes glued to the door at the end of the room. I pulled myself off the bed, and headed towards the door.
however as I went to make my excape I was yanked backwards.
What the fuck?!
My eyes widened at the sight of rope, wrapped tightly around my left wrist.
Oh fuck this.
"Hello? Is anyone there! Help me! This is kidnap! I'm in here" I yelled pulling against the rope desperately.
A few minutes had passed, I threw my head back in frustration. Nobody was coming. I tugged against the rope, trying to break free.
"Morning sweetheart" a raspy voice said.
My head snapped up in the direction of the voice, revealing a tall, muscular guy with honey brown eyes and a perfect jawline.
I instantly recognised him from the news report, that I'd seen a few days ago.
"Teenage cereal killer, JasonMccann, excaped from prison last week. Ahead of his latest charges includin; armed robbery, GBH, arson, torture and kidnap. Which he was scheduled to appear in court for later this month. He is currently on the run and is suspected to be armed and dangerous"
"Mccann" I said coldly.
"Cleaver girl" he smirked, walking further into the room.
"What is it you want exactly" I snapped, looking up at him
"What I want, is for you to drop the attitude." He said flatly, matching my tone.
I bit my inner cheek an looked towards the window, letting out a sigh, before looking back at him.
"And I want a million dollars, looks like we're both not getting what we want" I shot back sarcastically.
"You've got balls sweetheart" he started with a chuckle "but I'd watch it if I were you" he warned
"Good thing your not then" I said sarcastically, turning my attention back to the rope an pulling on it.
"Would you stop pulling on it so hard" he huffed, walking over to the bed, leaning over me, the chain from his neck only inches away from my face, as he untied my hand. He looked down at me as I rubbed my wrist. "Let me look" he ordered holding his hand out
"No" I snapped looking up at him.
"I wasn't asking" he spat.
I sighed and reluctantly placed my hand in his, avoiding eye contact and looking at the door.
"Does it hurt?" He questioned looking down at me, trying to get my attention
"No" I said shaking my head dismissively. He nodded turning my wrist on its side. I flinched as he ran his finger over it.
His eyes immediately snapped to meet mine "liar" he chuckled placing my wrist down gently and walking out the room.
YOU ARE READING
complicated
RomanceWhen Lauren, daughter of one of Americas most notorious gangsters, is kidnapped by his rival Jason McCann, neither one of them could have imagined that they would have fallen for the other.
