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Love At First Gunpoint

Townsend is a small homey town with people who's kind, hospitable and knows everything in everyone, like my family, The Hayes. My father, Ethan Hayes, the famous entrepreneur, my mother Victoria Hayes, the famous Mrs. Townsend, the best interior designer, the famous cook.

I, Amber Hayes, only daughter of Ethan and Victoria Hayes, a CPA, and now the manager/ accountant of our own diner.

Most of the people here in Townsend says I'm the great daughter, always the kind one, perfect for any man's eyes, always the responsible one. Yes, that's me, a twenty two years old five foot six woman with pitch black straight hair, green eyes, skin that's somehow in between tan and pale, natural pink plump lips, smart ass, with nice and enticing rear and bums, a sexy hour glass figure and most of all a virgin. Never been kissed, hugged, nor held hands with any man other than my father. I'm free to do as i please but i was raised to believe in celibacy.

What people really don't know about me was how boring my everyday life is. I got some people which is a shame to call friends which might i add were bitches. They jump to anything with hard sticks. I know, my father disapproves being with them but what can i do? I came to my senses when my mother became sick. I ditched them because they never even care.

Ever since my mother died from breast cancer, my father hasn't been that helpful at all. In fact, he's always drunk dead. He's been always in trouble ever since. I took over our striving diner to put food on our table and roof over our head. My father became more depressed when the bank forclosed our house which is where i grew up and the only possession we have with my mother's memories.

All that's left for us is this diner, which my mother established. It's a two story small building with red brick walls, oversized clear glass windows, stainless tables and chairs, red upholstered booths, long counter with lots of food displays, a medium sized kitchen with all of what we need.

It's a dream come true for my mother and my father was glad he made my mother happy. It's surreal to have this diner and a great family. It went all down to the drain when we lost my mother. It ate all what's left of my father.

It has been four years and our sales keeps crashing down. I'm a CPA, but sadly I'm in need of a miracle to happen.

Typical day at the diner, i went down to the kitchen dressed in my floral short spaghetti strapped dress. I greeted Sam one of our kitchen aid, he's one of our best and has been a father to me. He's a perfect and handsome gentleman though he always push me to date his only son.

I shook my head as i enter the kitchen putting on my headphones. I turn on the percolator and waited. My back was turned and busy listening, swaying my hips in my Ariana Grande playlist. I made a cup of my morning coffee when i felt something cold touched my temple. I turn to take a look. I gasped as i take in what's pointed at my head, a gun. I gulped as the man pointing a gun on my head drag me out of the double doors towards the front of the diner. Fear consumed me as i saw Sam and our only customers, an old couple Mr. and Mrs. Thompson, held by buff men in black suits.

Few Men gave way to a more intimidating man in a dark gray Armani suit. I gulped at the sight of him, my panties were drenched as i gawk at him. I take in his appearance, about six foot four, tanned skin, his five o'clock shadow make his jawline more sexy and strong, his black curly hair looks like silk, i wonder what it feels like to run my fingers to them. His lips, oh damn his lips, for a man his lips is so mouthwatery. What? I'm in the verge of dying yet I'm enticed by this Greek God-like man. A smirk formed in his mouth as he raked at my body. His sexy huskily voice interrupted my thoughts.

"And you are Miss?" He said in a soft yet strongly fearful voice.

"I-i-i'm Amber...Amber Hayes..." I stuttered my gaze never left his. He came close to me, towering me with his oh so glorious presence. I looked back at him his gaze is strong, immediately i was lost in his steely gray eyes. He brush his finger on my cheek, his touch made me shiver causing some tingling sensation i have never ever felt before. He nodded at the man pointing his gun at me. He left quickly as the man come forth to me. I heard something click and now i came face to face with his 45 caliber it's sleek design never failed to get my attention.