Chapter Three ♧

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NICHOLAS SCHNEIDER

I woke up feeling a pain on my jaw wanting to feel it but then realizing I'm stuck in a chair tied and in a dark room. Wait, did I get hit by a woman and Passed out from it? If my father finds out about this , he'll kill me personally...

Whoever that girl may be, I'll never mess with her like ever. She knocked me out , I don't get knocked out, I'm legit the strongest one in my bloodline. Plus, I'm a guy, and like Andrew Tate said , women can't fight, woman can't lead women, can't do anything.
I started realizing I should probably not listen to him , I just gotted my ass kicked by a woman.

Women still can't lead , that was probably just the leader's little slave , who got sended to knock me out. I'll meet the boss soon enough.
This dark room is so boring.

The light Suddenly gets turned on, and I saw someone in a chair. "Now tell m what's your name is," I hear a woman asking from the chair, I can't see her face, only her legs are in my sight.
"I wanna talk to your boss , not you," I scoffed at the woman.

"Oh honey je suis le patron," She said as I could hear a smirk plastered on her face. "okay what the fuck did you just say?" I asked raising my brow.
"I am the boss" She said as she turned around.

Holy shit I thought to myself, it's "Amélie? Is that you" I asked confused. "Well, well, Nicholas, you do remember me,"she said, half laughing while playing with a knife..

Definitely wouldn't have messed with her in school if I knew she was dangerous. "Oh, don't worry, Nicholas, I'm not gonna hurt you" She said still playing with it. "Oh thank goodness" I whispered lowly.

"Well Atlease not yet"She said as she stood up coming closer to me.

"Somehow, you still seem to be so damn hot , after all these years"she said as she took the knife using it to lift up my jaw making a tiny bit of blood come out. "I-I don't understand," I asked, confused and a bit tense. "Well you know, anyways you should probably tell me why you're here" She said as she fianily putted the knife away, she lifted up her dress abit on the side revealing an knife holder tie , there was about four more on there.

"Well, let's get you cleaned up , I mean you can't stay like that," she said, chuckling as she pointed to my whole body. "Victor , untie him, and show him to his room, please," Amélie said as she showed the man to untie me.

She started walking away. She had a black sulky ,long dress with a cut down on the right side. Her hair was back in a type of bun.

She looks so different , she has gotten more curves, she grew out her hair way longer then last time. She looks so much better , and hotter. Wait what she fucking tied me up , and sadly not in a good way don't you fucking dare think of her in that way Nicholas James fucking Schneider.

The guy was fianily done untying me , he grabbed me from the chair. I could escape, but I wanna see what Amélie Richelieu can do after all these years. I took me to a room pushing me in there locking me up.

I saw a note on a suit.

Wear this dumbass , your clothes look
Like shit

Amélie

"That's definitely Amélie" I said chuckling to myself. She's probably just like she always was. Except the boyish oversized clothes and not being able to punch me. People always told me not to mess with her because of the simple fact , she ain't afraid to throw a punch , she hasn't punched me before yesterday and damn I should have listened to them.

The room definitely didn't look like a place to keep someone there or should I say kidnapping. The room was beautiful it had sulky matt black curtains, and Blood red bed sheets. There was a huge closet. Then It hit me , a memory wasn't Amélie A lesbain? Then why would she think I'm hot? I mean her being a lesbain was one of the things I bullied her about , damn I really am an ass. The closet was made out of wood , you could see it was old. There was another note , but on the closet.

Be ready at five no later,
Or you get punishment
And not the good kind
Amélie

Shit I'm almost late, i put on the suit waiting to get out of this room. I heard a knock on the door. "Yes" I said deeply trying to not sound afraid. "You done already, boss isn't a very patient woman" I heard a guy ask. "Yes I'm done" I said as I stood up. He opens the door, telling me to follow him to the learder.

Once we arived I saw Amélie sitting with a beer in her hand. She wore fish net legging, with a grey skirt ,a leather jacket, a black shirt and boots. She had her hair down and messy. Fuck....

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