Sinful Desire - Simon "Ghost" Riley as Billionair's Bodyguard

Kidnapped

"You pierce my soul. I am half agony, half hope... I have loved none but you." - Jane Austen

"They took her, LT," was all Johnny could utter into his radio. His vision blurry. The gash on his head was bleeding. He was shot in the arm and lost a lot of blood. Darkness enveloping him as he saw Diego dragging me away.

"Johnny! How copy!" Ghost said in the comms.

"Johnny! You there? Atleast fucking say something." Ghost yelled in frustration but the radio went silent.

"Johnny! Johnny!" My blood-curdling screams pierced the air. He held my wrist tightly, not letting go, but a cartel member hit him on the head with the back of his gun. His hold loosened as he was continously being hit on his head by that bastard's rifle.

Johnny! I screamed as Diego started dragging me with my hairs.

My office building was burning before my eyes, my father's hard work being ruined right in front of me. Johnny lay unconscious at the gate as Diego dragged me across the ground towards the jeep. The people from my office running helter skelter. The dead bodies of my guards piled up near the gate.

I cried and screamed, being dragged on the ground with my hairs but it was to no avail.

I tried to grab Diego's wrists, my hairs were being pulled from my scalp.

"Leave me you son of a bitch." I screamed and kicked with my whole strength but he was a brute.

My clothes torn, my skin scratched, the gunshot wound on my thigh seeping blood. They threw me into the helicopter. I looked back helplessly as the helicopter ascended towards the Mexican border, my heart pounding in my chest with fear and desperation.

Two hours earlier,

Sitting in my office, I felt a wave of gratitude wash over me as I reflected on the blessings in my life. The news of the new life growing inside me filled me with unparalleled joy and excitement. It was a gift from Simon, one that filled me with immense happiness and anticipation.

With each passing moment, I couldn't help but feel overwhelmed with gratitude for the journey ahead. These nine months held the promise of new beginnings and cherished moments, and I eagerly awaited the day when Simon would return to share in the joy of parenthood.

Having recently returned from the base, where I had spent couple of days with Simon, I found solace in Soap's presence by my side. Simon had entrusted him with my care in his absence, and I was grateful for the support and companionship he provided during this time. Together, we awaited Simon's return, eagerly anticipating the next chapter of our lives as a family.

I was deeply lost in thoughts when Soap entered my office.

"Hey there! You look happy," he chuckled.

"Yeah, I am. Aren't you excited about being called Uncle Soap?" I asked.

"Of course, 100 percent," he replied.

"Want something to eat?" he offered.

"Yeah, sure. I'll head to the cafeteria in a moment," I said.

"I'll catch up with you there, lass," he said, opening the door. Then he turned back to me.

"Oh, by the way, find me a girl, will ya?" he asked with a chuckle.