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The chess club

Third-person pov:

Astrid's body did a 180 automatically and reached out a hand to pull the door open. Capria held her forearm firmly.

"Where are you going? I want to play chess now. I'm too tired to walk anymore. And this is so good! The whole building is empty except those two fine men," Capri hissed.

"Those two men are the ones I was telling you about! Shit, go hide, they saw me. I love you. May I rest in peace," Astrid sighed, showing the peace sign, pushing Capria out of the Chess club and locking the door.

a few moments before...

Astrid and Capria, the two well-known, unspeakable best-friends, who lived in a big mansion as millionaires from their passed on fortune and their big net-worth, two experts at interior and exterior designing, companies begging them to join their group.

Overall, just like celebrities, they were making more than millions in a year by designing celebrities houses and going close to being multi-millionaires.

Capria was also an expert at tech stuff. A big expert.

She had made wristbands with buttons that could replace both their appearances with holograms when there were big crowds so people couldn't recognise them. Most of the time, the bracelets were useless to them for they didn't mind their pictures being taken if they had any fans though they hardly believe anyone would be a fan of two interior and exterior designers.

Both of them were out on a walk on the quiet, windy evening on the streets with a Starbucks both in their hands.

Astrid, who had a passion for playing chess, had suggested they jog to the chess club. When they reached inside, all they found was Alexander Scott and Titus Wilder sitting there, Astrid's only nemesis' and the rest is history.

Capria banged on the door furiously.

"OPEN THE FUCKING DOOR, BEATRIX. I WILL BEAT YOU TO DEATH, PUN INTENDED (Beatrix's Astrid's middle name), IF THEY DON'T, WHEN I SEE YOU AGAIN. OPEN THE DAMN DOOR! AT LEAST OPEN THE DOOR AND RUN AWAY WITH ME! AND NOT LIKE THAT 'RUN AWAY' I'M NOT IN LOVE WITH YOU BUT I AM. BEATRIX?" She banged, saying Astrid's middle name which meant she was remarkably bitter. Typical Capria, making jokes when she's nervous to 'diffuse the tension'.

Astrid held her head stupidly.

Why didn't she go outside with Capria and lock the two men in?

Astrid saw Scott and Wilder get up from their chairs, alarmed by the banging. They both were wearing some black track pants and grey hoodies. They saw her and smirked at each other darkly.

"Oh hello, princess. Looking good there," Astrid heard Wilder's voice speak as she desperately tried to open the latch of the door.

Scott looked at that Astrid was trying to open the latch and started running towards her, his smart shoes making no sound on the floor.

Astrid opened the door, and ran out at the fastest speed she could, snatching Capria's hand. They ran at a lighting quick pace. Both of them were already wearing sports shoes so it was notably comfortable to run.

But the twist was that Scott and Wilder were also wearing them except they were smart shoes that made no noise when running.

Astrid took a turn into a narrow dimly lit street to escape the two men. Capria did the same. It was slowly getting dark, becoming hard to see if Alexander and Wilder were behind them or not.

When Astrid and Capria reached the end of the street they panted heavily, relieved by the escape.

They both stood up straight and looked up to see a completely unknown street road in front of them.

"We're screwed," Astrid muttered. Capria nodded at her.

Swiftly, two wet napkins were kept on their mouths by Alexander and Titus. Astrid and Capria both tried to fight the strong hands as they tightened a choke grip on their necks.

Their cries of help were muffled as the men slowly let go of their bodies.

Astrid and Capria ran for their lives but abruptly, fell limp to the floor. Alexander and Titus both smirked at their victory and picked the girls up, Astrid in Scott's arms and Capria in Wilder's.

Astrid found the energy to ask some questions."How did we not hear your footsteps??" She asked weakly. Titus snickered at her question. Alexander gave Astrid a sly smile.

"We have smart shoes on, Bambina." He smiled bitterly. "Why are you doing this to us? We have done nothing to you people," She managed to ask. Titus scoffed incredulously.

"If someone messes with us, even if it is just a comeback, we make them regret it. You don't have to worry about that right now," Scott jeered harshly.

A tear slowly escaped from Astrids eyes, but not from being sad, from being provoked.

"Oh look, our baby is crying," Alexander mocked as Titus laughed. Capria was knocked out the moment they kept the napkin on her face as she was extremely weak to all types of drugs.

Astrid on the other hand could withstand anything. She brought her hands to Alexanders face, patted it gently and then gave him a tight slap. His jaw clenched.

He kept Astrid down on the floor harshly, took out a small knife from his black trouser's pockets, bent down to Astrid's height and slashed her right cheek from the sharp blade. Astrid hissed in pain.

She didn't let the pain show, wiped the blood which was slowly flowing from the cut onto her hands and smeared it all over her face, hands and neck.

"Who is bloody cool now? huh?" Astrid scoffed, her eyes slowly closing, the drug coming at her.

During all this, Titus and Alexander were looking at her in sheer shock.

"This girl had got some nerve," Alexander said, standing up and brushing his pants dirt off.

"I know Alex, I know that too well to be messing with her, but here I am," Titus muttered.

"Wait...you're scared of her?" Alexander snorted. "NO, I certainly am not! I assure you, She is just a silly girl who is too confident and full of herself. I treated her so mercifully at my office and yet she still quit," Titus shook his head in false sorrow.

Alexander shrugged and picked Astrid up again.

"Well, we have some fears to find," He said, looking at her, in his perspective, artistic face. His thoughts were exactly what everyone else's was when they first see Astrid.

Who had such unique features all together? Flaming red hair, almond-shaped green eyes, perfectly structured face, natural coral pink lips and such smooth skin, which figuratively shines under light.

Anybody would want that girl or be that person and would think her life is perfect. But do they know about what she has been through? No, they don't, but they still judge her and envy her just based on her looks.

Alexander stroked the cut he made softly as he slowly wiped the blood applied on her face, neck and forelimbs gently with his napkin.

"Come one let's go," Titus sighed heavily, walking into the, for him and Alex, the well-known street which lead right to their headquarters.

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