His To Adore

Escape

The Beauty

A week has passed. A week of being the captive of one of the biggest mafia known. A week of thinking numerous ways to escape. One week of keeping up my defiant attitude. One week of getting pissed seeing him enjoy every minute of it. Sometimes I wanted to slap that smirk out of his face. But today, Today is the day. I will escape.. Far from this infuriating man. One week of observing everything, searching loopholes and coming out with a plan. The plan was ready. I go to my workplace as usual, then at evening instead of leaving with him, I will merge with other employees and leave quietly. The flight tickets for london has already been booked. I avoided doing that from my own phone and did it with my workplace computer in case he had already hacked it.. I have bought contact lenses with the help of one of my friends to change my eye colour and a wig to make me look like a different person. And I am definitely not taking my phone. It can be tracked..

Sitting at my desk as I saw the sun casting an orange glow around us, I sipped my coffee. It was time. Time to break through the shackles he tried to bound me in. I took out the notepad tucked at a corner of my desk and tore a page from it. 'Fuck Off'.. I wrote, a small smirk tugging at the corner of my mouth. I did just as I promised.

I hope this page gets blown by the wind and lands right at your face when you come to search for me. Then my promise will be fulfilled. Literally.

Checking my surroundings once more, I switched off the computer and stood up. My heartbeat was erratic, the sense of freedom flooding my mind.

I merged with the other workers as I slipped out of the office. I walked fast, putting on my mask and glasses.. Taking a public transport, I reached the airport. After a few beats of waiting, the security checked me. And she checked twice. That did bother me a little. But I brushed it off. It was nothing. Heart in my throat, I waited with bated breath to for the passengers to board in. A man took a seat beside me.. The feeling of getting away from his cage, fulfilling my words felt surreal. I couldn't believe I did this successfully.

Oh God.

But something felt off. Why wasn't the plane taking off yet ? I am sure it was time. My stomach twisted into knots at that thought. What if he already got to know ? What if he reaches here ? I tensed up with every passing second. Glancing around I found nothing but the usual air hostesses and crew. I turned my head and looked towards the man beside me. I froze. His built familiar, his face covered with a mask, perfectly set black hair, and sharp, sharp eyes. Eyes that seared through my skin making it tingle.

It couldn't be him.
No.
For God's sake No !

As if on cue, he spoke up, the voice of whiskey and sin, confirming my worst fears. "I told you, You can't escape me Amore. No matter how many times you try, how hard you try I will always hunt you down."

"Why ?" I choke out. Anger and dissapointment surged through me. "Why are you so hell bent on caging me when all I want is freedom ? Why do you want to control me so much ?"

"You think I am the one trying to control you ?" He replies. "Then you are mistaken Amore. If I wanted to control you, I'd have just chained you up in my basement and use whenever and however I want." He pauses. "I am not a good person Amore. In fact I am a beast never to be tamed. Yet you are the first person to have every ounce of my control. You are the first and the only person whom I have resisted destroying."

I listened dumbfounded, not a syllable escaping my throat. His words and its intensity could be felt at every inch of my bones and even after trying so hard, I could find the slightest hint of lie.

"And you say I am the one trying to control you ?" He leaned back in his seat. "But in reality, you are the one controlling me, without even trying. You are taming a beast who wasn't meant to be tamed. You have no idea of the power you hold over me Amore. No matter how many times I deny, how far I go, You are everything I see and everything I feel and I have never felt so relieved on losing control for you."

I take a sharp inhale, the reality crashing down on me hard, fast. Fury took over me at my helplessness and failure. "I don't want any of it. I want nothing from you. Just Leave. Me. Alone." I spat. The words leaving a sour taste on my tongue. His face hardened, all hints of softness, passion, gone as if they were nothing but my illusion. The silence streched for a few more moments before I spoke again, "I never asked for anything you give me. Hell, I don't even want it. I hate every inch of your existence. And I hate your audacity to think that you can keep me caged all for yourself."

"You are mine." He replied, adding oil to my fire.

I barely contain myself not to shout, and gritted out, "I belong to no one but myself."

He remained silent for a few more beats. "Let's go home Amore."

My rage intensified as he brushed me off like nothing. "No."

"Do you want me to throw you over my back and spank your ass raw while everyone here watches ?" He spoke in a dangerously calm tone.

I looked at him horrified. "You wouldn't dare.."

"Why is that ?" He asks almost nonchalantly.

I open my mouth then close it again not finding a reply. It was true. If he wants to, he can and he will. If anything I have known about this man, then it is that he never makes empty threats. I clench my jaw, giving him a last glare as I stood up. I didn't have to look back to know he would follow. I decended down the plane and walked out of the airport.

"Good Girl." He spoke, the whiskey and sin sending a heat down my stomach. Embarrasement crept up my neck. I give him a glare that clearly says 'Shut the fuck up or else..' as I slam the door to his black austin martin knowing it would lead me to my golden cage again.

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