Chanel

Midnight

Chanel's pov:
That night i stayed until midnight at my office. For the first time i didn't have the guts to face Luca. I just felt stuck. I was scared for every message that i got, thinking it was another threat. Another danger to be frightened about. But i needed to go. I walked towards the exit. When i got out, i forgot that i dismissed my driver since it was late. I sighed and called for a cab. Once it came, i entered looking in my phone.

"To Park Avenue." I simply said and the driver started the car. After a while i realised that this was not the way to the location i told him."Hey! This is not the way to Park Avenue!" I said reaching for my house key since it was pretty sharp. "Hey! I'm talking to you!Stop the car!" I said, my tone commanding.

"Hernandez will love you." He said. Hernandez. Fuck. I tried to open the door but it was locked. I scratched his face with my key trying to reach for the door lock or his car key. Anything!

"Fucking cunt!" He said and pushed me back to my sit. I reached for the wheel and took a turn slamming in a tree making me hit my head, blacking out.

Luca's pov: ried

Chanel still didn't came back. I knew our discussion from earlier wasn't the sweetest thing and she probably decided to delay it for as long as possible. But something inside me told me that it wasn't just that. So i decided to go to her office again to at least check on her. It was locked but i had my schemes and made my way in. I entered her office but she wasn't there. I checked the whole level. Nowhere to be seen. I tried calling her, no answer. I called Rafaelo.

"Yea?" He answered clearly awoken by my call.

"Localise Chanel's phone. Now!" I said.

"Jeez. Okay, but what happened?" He asked but i was getting angrier and more stressed.

"No time for questions. Now!" I said in an authoritative tone.

"On it!" Rafaelo answered quickly.

In that time i continued calling her.

Chanel's pov:

A ringing echoed in my head. My eyes opened slowly. A ringing of a phone. I slowly lifted my head, the dizziness making me feel sick. The man was full of blood, looking probably dead. I reached for my phone, my hand trembling and aching. I tried answering the call but it didn't work. "Lucky me". I coughed and lifted my eyes to see myself in the car mirror. My head was a bloody mess, and i was full of cuts from broking windows. I tried opening the door, but my strength right now was pretty weak. I sighed getting more and more tired. An idea occurred. I took my heel and tried to break my window.

"Break you motherfucker!" I said, desperate. Angrily i threw my heel at it, breaking the window. "Shit" i said and forced myself to climb through it. I winced as the glass pierced and sliced my skin with every move. I got out and groaned in pain when i fell to the ground. I stayed for a bit like that when i got up, my head booming like drums. Slowly in pain i made my way, away from the car, trying to find help or anything. Suddenly i heard a loud scream. He was alive. The man. I ran. Ran as fast as i could and so did he! I was barefoot, every small thing piercing my skin. I felt my legs burning, my head booming and my body dying cause of the pain. He caught up to me. I bent down tripping him and tried to run but the dizziness was taking over me again. He caught my leg bringing me down and got on top of me with a gun at my head.

"You fucking bitch, i'll destroy you! "He said preparing to pull the trigger when a gunshot was heard. I thought it was me who got shot but the man fell limp beside me. Luca.

I crawled away from the man.

"Chanel!" I heard Luca's voice. When he got to me to help me i let myself cry. I was so fucking afraid. I used to tell myself i'm not afraid of death. But when i felt that gun to my head, i felt true fear, pain, all the things i would miss if i died were showing in my mind. Luca didn't say anything, but slowly and gently grabbed me, trying not to touch any fragile and hurt part of my bloody body.

"You're safe." He said and took me in his embrace. It was heart warming for a man who was supposed to be cruel. For just a deal. A fake marriage. But it felt warm and safe. It felt like i was loved.

Author's note:

Finally back🐱.

Love sounds everlasting, but without the ever, it means nothing.