Chapter 8 ~ All in the Parking Garage

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Today we are going to visit Dante. Valen and I are going to fill him in about dinner last night.

Dinner last night... It was amazing.

Valen showed up to the threatening men, and they were twice his age. He wasn't scared though. He isn't a pushover. Best part is, he did it all for me. I don't know how to thank him.

The thing that stood out even more from last night though was Javier. Maybe one of the sexiest men I've ever met right next to Valen. He just had an exotic look to him. His face reminded me a bit of a lion.

I met Valen by the elevator to our building. His hair is still a little damp from the shower. Amir comes down with him, and the three of us start walking to his car.

"I love how it echos in parking garages." I say.

"Echos?" Valen chuckles.

"Yeah! It's eerie how everything is so silent. All you can hear is the cars and footsteps."

We get to the parking garage. It is practically empty because everyone has gone to work already.

"I guess you're right. I've never actually thought about it."

We enter the elevator to go to the third floor.

"What are we doing after Dante's?" I ask.

"I think we finally have the day to ourselves." Valen grins.

"Finally." I say with a smile.

The elevator reaches the third floor, so we make our way to the car. We pass this one van that gives me the creeps. One of those white ones that kidnappers use. It is parked in the row before ours.

I go to enter the passenger door, splitting from Amir and Valen. Suddenly I hear a car door slam behind me.

I swing around. There are seven people piling out of that van. Most of them are Asian, but a couple are white guys. Only three have guns, but they weren't aimed at us until Valen and Amir reached for theirs.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you." Their front guy says.

"Bingwen?" Valen says as he recognizes him.

The guy points his gun at Valen.

"How do you know that!?" He exclaims.

"We almost hired you!"

"And why did you not?"

"Cause we aren't pussies..."

Bingwen's face loses some expression.

"Well some 'pussies' sent us here to get this girl," He gestures at me, "Hand her over so we don't have to shoot."

"Hand me over?!" I exclaim.

They all look at me.

"What type of bitch do you think I am?"

"A loud one." He laughs.

"I bet your skinny ass wouldn't be able to touch me."

I guess that made him angry.

"We were instructed not to hurt you. They also told us break that rule if it's necessary..."

"Then come on shit face!" I say before squaring up to taunt him.

"Mileva..." I hear Amir say.

I look at him to the right of me. He's scared.

Amir is scared.

"What?"

I quickly turn around to see a fist coming towards my face. I lean back as far as I can to avoid it.

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