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"Theodore, what are you doing here," Priya said, visible fear in her voice. She looked quickly at the window to see if Adrian was still there, but he had long left. She was alone with him.

"Adrian's not there." He said, moving closer toward his prey.

"Where is my family?" She said, moving closer to the door. That was her only escape. She could run away and go to a neighbor's house or maybe the police. She had her phone on her, she could just call them instead.

Theodore hated scaring Priya. He was supposed to protect her and keep her safe from harm, however, here he was putting her in harm's way. This was all part of his plan to make her his.

"If you come with me, I won't harm them. But, if you refuse, I won't hesitate to murder them." He said when in reality, he had already murdered them. The moment Priya stepped in that car with Adrian, she had ruined it for herself. He left his home and dead mother to give her parents and siblings a quick and painless death. That was her punishment for cheating on him.

"No, please, let me say goodbye at least." She cried. "I'm begging you."

"Alright milady." He said, he grabbed her hand and led her to the kitchen. Priya noticed a trail of blood and she knew what happened. Her worst fear was confirmed.

On the ground lay her family, a bullet hole through the heart and head. Her family was dead. Her mother, sister, father, and brother were killed and their fresh blood stained the soles of her feet. She felt herself getting dizzy, and fell to the ground unconscious.

She fainted after seeing her dead family, a normal reaction. While she was unconscious, he wore a pair of gloves and went into her room. He took some clothes, mainly the ones that showed off her assets. He also packed larger clothing for when she got pregnant. He packed her underwear and bras. He held her tiny lace underwear and brought it to his nose. Just taking a scent of the fabric that touched her pussy turned him on so much. He could already feel himself getting hard. He quickly put the rest of her underwear into a bag. He also packed a few of her toiletries and feminine products.

He went back down to find Priya still unconscious.

"Priya, you are going to be the death of me." He picked her up, bridal style, and the bag filled with her things to the car. He made it quick and discreet to make sure they go undetected. The crime scene was already clean of his DNA.

He put in the address to their new home and drove away with his future wife sitting right next to him,

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Later that night, Adrian texted her.

Good night baby

She usually texts back in seconds but she didn't. It was late at night so she probably was sleeping.

Adrian had the best time of his life. From sharing a picnic with her to having a hot make-out session with her in his car. To her, things were moving very fast, but when he found a cute girl with an amazing personality, a girl that checked all his boxes, he had to have her.

He laid back on his very uncomfy cot. He and the gang lived together. They were practically family. If they got married, Adrian would have to leave all of this and settle down. He would have to give up the only thing he has known all his life and start a family with Priya. He could stay here and live with Priya, but that would be putting a target on her back. Even if he did move out, how would he provide for her? No job would hire an ex-gang member.

"Hey man, can I come in?" His best bro said, knocking on the door.

"Yeah, what's up," Adrian said, getting off his bed. His bro, Michael, had been close with Adrian since they were kids. They had a bond that grew stronger from hardships and struggles.

"Man, you look like shit." He said, handing him a beer. Michael always looked up to Adrian. He was like a big brother that protected him. It was Adrian who taught him how to use a gun and how to defend himself.

"Tell me about. I'm fucked. I found a hot girl and I wanna date her and shit, but it's too dangerous." He said, downing the beer.

"Then leave. Talk to the boss and chase after her. You've devoted your whole life to the gang, it's time for you to live your life." Michael said. "Anyways, the boss wants to talk to you."

Adrian and Michael both went to the boss's office. The boss raised them to be lethal fighters and assassins. The boss raised them as if they were his sons.

"Adrian, how are you doing." The boss, Mr. Fernardo said, motioning for them to take a seat.

"I'm great sir." He said, sarcastically.

"It doesn't sound like it. A woman could help you feel good again. Go to the bar and find some hot bitch to fuck. Anyways, you need to find her." He said, putting a picture of Priya on the table.

"Why?" Adrian said, cautiously. He couldn't let Fernardo know of his relationship with Priya or he was screwed.

"This brown bitch had been messing with my daughter's friend. I think her name was Rebecca. Priya was beating them up so I'd like to show her a lesson." He said, lighting a cigar.

"Sir, with all due respect, I'm a trained assassin, not some bitch finder," Adrian said, hating calling Priya a bitch. He knew she was far from that.

"Son, have you seen her, this goddess? I wanna fuck her." Fernardo said nonchalantly.

"I came to ask if I could leave the gang. I'm thirty and I've spent all my life. I wanna settle down." He said, controlling his rage. He never knew why he respected this son of bitch for so long. He was a disgusting and sick man.

"Only after you get me, Priya," Fernardo said, getting up.

"I won't do it." Adrian turned to leave, and that's when he heard the click of a gun.

"You will obey my order, or this bullet will go right between your balls." He said, aiming the gun toward him.

"Let's all calm down. Adrian, you will do it right?" Michael said, trying to break the tension.

"No." He said firmly. Michael rolled his eyes. "Say yes man. Let's get the fuck outta here" he whispered under his breath. "The fucker is about to shoot your dick off."

"Fine. But I'm never setting foot in here again." He said, spitting at him. Fernardo didn't think too much about it. He was just like him when he was Adrian's age. He wanted to get married and have a family. But, once you're a part of the gang, you can never leave.

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Priya slowly gained consciousness. She woke up on a soft and warm bed in nothing but sheer chemise with nothing underneath. Flashbacks of what happened flooded her mind. Theodore holding a gun, her dead family on the kitchen floor, bullets through their heads. She started to feel nauseous again, but she had to control it. Right now, she needs to figure out where she is and how to get out.

She climbed off the bed and looked around. Her room was very plain and simple, nothing fancy. She looked out the locked window, she was in the middle of nowhere. For all she knew, she could be in China. She was unconscious for a long time.

"Good morning love," Theodore said, placing her breakfast on the table. Theodore found his goddess standing by the window, looking out. His eyes trailed downwards towards her the lovely chemise she was wearing. He wanted to push her against the wall and fucked her right there. He wanted to rip off her chemise and bury his dick deep in her warm and tight cunt. But, he wanted to get married before he fucked her. He wanted to do everything properly. Besides, she would feel even better when he entered her as her husband. He was going to live the rest of his life with Priya.

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