Irresistible Invitation

Chapter 2

Edited 29-04-2023

The world shattered around me as I stood there, clutching the paper in my hand. It was as if my entire reality had been flipped upside down, leaving me reeling in its aftermath. At that moment, I couldn't help but reflect on the fragile nature of human existence. We go about our lives, taking for granted the people and things we hold dear, never truly knowing when it could all come crashing down.

In a moment of rage, I signed the paper and hurled it at Zachary's face. Then I had rushed over to Emmett, lying lifeless on the ground. "Emmett, please wake up," I cried out, hoping against hope that he would respond. But there was no answer, just the sound of my own voice echoing through the venue.

Suddenly, a strong grip seized my arm and pulled me back. I fought against it, struggling to break free. But it was no use. Zachary had hold of me, and he was dragging me away from the scene of the tragedy. I looked back at my parents who were screaming for me. 

"Let me go!" I screamed, but he wouldn't listen. 

My heart raced as I stumbled behind him, still in shock at what had just transpired. How could things have gone so wrong? The wedding was supposed to be a happy occasion, a celebration of love and commitment. But now, everything had gone terribly awry.

As we made our way out of the venue, I could feel Zachary's grip tightening around my arm. His face was twisted in a look of fury as if he blamed me for what had happened. 

I couldn't help but feel a sense of despair as we stepped out into the bright sunshine. How could I face the world after this? How could I go on knowing that my actions had led to such tragedy?

But Zachary didn't seem to care about any of that. He was focused solely on getting me out of there, away from the scene of the crime. And I was powerless to stop him.

As we reached his black car, he threw me inside and slammed the door shut. I was trapped, both physically and emotionally, unable to escape the weight of what had just transpired.

"Listen here, woman," Zachary spat, his grip on my arm tightening. "You do as I say, or your family pays the price."

I recoiled at the venom in Zachary's voice, his grip on my arm tightening. My heart raced as I realized that he wasn't bluffing. His men were still inside the venue, armed and dangerous. They could easily carry out his threats.

"What do you want from me?" I asked, my voice trembling with fear.

"I want you to play your part, just like we rehearsed a few minutes ago," he sneered. "And don't even think about trying anything funny, or your family will regret it."

My mind raced as I tried to think of a way out of this nightmare. How had things gone so wrong? How had I ended up in this situation?

But there was no time to dwell on those questions. I had to focus on the task at hand, no matter how impossible it seemed.

I did my best to comply with Zachary's demands, keeping my mouth shut and my movements controlled. But as he reached out to touch me, I felt a surge of fear that I couldn't suppress. I flinched back instinctively, trying to put some distance between us.

Unfortunately, I was already pressed up against the inside of the car, and my sudden movement caused me to lose my balance. I stumbled backward, my head colliding with something hard and unyielding.

Pain exploded in my skull, and I cried out in agony. I could feel warm blood trickling down my scalp, and I knew that I had done some serious damage.

Zachary didn't seem to care. He simply snarled at me to get up and keep moving, as if my injury was nothing more than an inconvenience. I gritted my teeth and tried to push through the pain, but it was becoming harder and harder to stay conscious.