Chapter 9: Gone

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Azara Layan Mahmoud:

Well shit.

If i could go back in time and not get into a strangers car then drive to a police station then get re kidnapped, i totally would.

All 3 of them stand in front of me and Rena as soon as we walk in. They all look beyond furious. Arik stands in the middle, Enyo on his right and Warrick on his left. Leonardo and Alessandro stand behind them glaring at the both of us. 

Holy shit is that Satori?! 

What the fuck, why is she also glaring at us?

I look down to see them standing with guns.

Shit.

The newly engaged couple scream, making a run for the door but it's too late. Police officers grab them throwing them onto the floor in front of the three men.

"Well, well, well, who do we have here?" Arik chuckles darkly looking down at the terrified couple. 

He kicks the man in the stomach and he groans.

Arik squats down forcing the man to look at him.

"Name." Arik commands.

"Wha- What?" The man replies not catching on.

"What's your fucking name!" Arik shouts punching the man in the face.

"B- B- Ben. My names Ben." The man replies with a bloody face sobbing in fear.

Arik raises the gun to Ben's wife's head. She squirms, tears falling from her eyes.

"What were you doing with my fiancee Ben?" Arik asks playfully.

FIANCE?!

"Arik fucking don't do this. I'm not your fiancee and i never will be. Fuck you and let us go!" Rena screams trying to move forward but two police officers hold her back.

What the fuck is going on?

Arik cocks back the gun, his finger dangerously on the trigger. He stares into Rena's eyes, pissed as fuck. In one swift movement he shoots Ben in the leg. 

Ben screams in pain, his wife sobbing as Arik stands up taking the women with him.

They now stand with the gun pointing directly at her head, his hand around her neck.

"Name." He commands into her ear.

"Delilah." She sobs even harder now.

"Please don't hurt my wife i'll do anything, pay anything. I've got money, a lot of it, i'll pay you please just let me and my wife go. We wont tell a soul." Ben pleads desperately.

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