Innocence Stolen

2.2

Sorry for this shitty chapter, hope you like it though...

At first daylight, Adrian pulled up to Priya's house. Instead of letting Fernardo fuck Priya, he was going to run away with her. It's a risky move, but he would rather die than let anyone lay hands on her.

He took a deep breath and knocked on the door. He wanted to make a good impression on her parents so he wore a suit and covered his tattoos with makeup. He knew Asian people were strict and shit, so he had to look his best. 

The door wasn't locked and no one was answering, so he let himself in. 

"Hello? Priya? I'm here." He called out, no response. He started to look around the house. Priya's home was very clean and tidy. Furniture from her Indian culture decorated the house and there was a scent of something homely that filled the air. It was unfamiliar but was something that he longed for, a family of his own. 

As he wandered into the kitchen, his eyes caught the gruesome image of four dead bodies laying on the floor. They were fresh. His heartbeat began to increase, adrenaline flowed through him, and his sense became sharp. His girl was in danger and the killer was here not too long ago. 

 He ran upstairs for any sign of her, but she wasn't there. Her fluffy bed was untouched, but her room was in shambles. He frantically called her cell, and he heard a ringtone downstairs. He went back down to find her cell on the counter.

"Fuck! Where the hell are you!" He shouted. The love of his life was gone. It was only last night they kissed and grew closer to each other, but now she was missing and he didn't know where she was. Hell, the moment he realizes that his future lies with her, someone takes her away.

Instead of calling the police, who would most likely pin the murders on him, he called Michael.

"Hey, get over here now. It's urgent." He said hurriedly on the phone. "Priya is in danger."

"Good morning to you too. It's like six am. I'm with this hot girl right now, I'll come later." He said. Michael wasn't good at getting women in bed, so when this redhead decided to fuck him, he was all in. He wasn't going to leave this hottie.

"I'm sending you the address. See you in a few." Adrian bluntly said, hanging up the phone. He stared at Priya's mother and father. They looked kind and good people. Priya definer looks like her father though. They have the same nose, he thought. He was going to avenge them and save their daughter. He knew that she was alive somewhere, waiting to be found

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"Theodore, what d you want with me." Priya asked, while dining on her breakfast. It was oatmeal that was bland and a sour granny smith apple.

"I've always loved you. The moment I laid my eyes on you, I knew I had to make you mine." Theodore said, staring straight into her eyes. Priya shivered from his cold yet lovestruck stare. It scared her that he loved her so much.

"If you loved me, you wouldn't have murdered my family and kidnapped me into some unknown location!" she screamed, throwing the oatmeal at his face. 

Theodore simply sighed, wiping off the oatmeal from his face. This was a normal reaction, it was healthy. However, his patience was wearing thin. The whole morning, she had been rebellious. She wouldn't wear the nightgown, practically underwear, that he had spent three hundred dollars on. She refused to get up from her bed or even shower. He needed to assert his dominance and show her who is in control.

"Adrian doesn't love you, he just wants your virginity. If I didn't do anything, you would've been trafficked to god knows where. Besides, he's met countless women who are much more mature and womanly than you, you're nothing but a toy for him," Theodore said, sitting next to her on the bed. Priya quickly got up and tried to run to the other side of the room, but Theodore grabbed her wrist.

"Why are you even bringing him up? You don't know a damn thing about him. Don't talk shit when you don't know shit. Let me go!" she spat, trying to free herself from his iron grip.

Theodore had it. He was doing everything for her. He was protecting her, why couldn't she see that? He drove two days straight to a location where he put half of his savings and inheritance to. He sacrificed so much for her. He slapped her. He never believed in hitting women, but Priya was the reason why he had turned into such a monster.

Priya was shocked when Theodore hit her. That was when reality hit her. She couldn't cry and beg her way out of this, she had to play along. Theodore wasn't the same kind of man that she used to know, he had gone batshit crazy.

"Stay in here. I'll be back with your lunch in a few hours." he said, getting away from her and locking the door behind him. His hands were shaking, he had gone mad. It's because of her, he reminded himself. He went downstairs and pulled out a newspaper, it was time to find a job.

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Priya lay in bed thinking of ideas to escape. Every single window and door was locked so breaking out was not an option. She could call the police but she didn't have her phone and Theodore probably hid all the phones as well. Her only choice was to manipulate him. She once listened to a true crime case where the kidnapped victim acted like she was in love with her kidnapper, ultimately convincing him to let her go. But, Theodore was a smart guy. He could look through that act, so she needed to do something more for everything to succeed, she needed to seduce him.

But, she had to wait. If Priya seduced him now, it would be obvious that it was an act. She had to pretend to fall in love with the son of a bitch to get her freedom.

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Michael and Adrian started looking for clues around the house to get an idea of what could've happened to her. They spent most of her time in her room.

"Adrian, most of her clothes are gone. Her toothbrush, soaps, and even her underwear disappeared." Michael said, placing everything he found on the bed. "Is there anyone who could've hurt her or maybe have a vendetta against her?"

That's when Adrian remembered picking up Priya from her "work." The man of that house was staring at her from the window with such a dark look that it even made Adrian shiver. He also remembered how sad she was walking out of the house.

"Yea, get in the car. I'll explain on the way. Call some of the guys to exhume the bodies, and make sure they give the family a proper burial." he told Michael, as they ran to the car. Adrian knew that the mysterious man's house held many answers to her location.