Trapped (h.s)

Chapter 36~Trapped(h.s)

I was hearing to Don't Let Me Down by: The Chainsmokers (ft. Daya) You do NOT have to listen to this particular song. A

Third POV:

Damary ascended the stairs with quick steps. Inside her fisted hand she held tightly to a dark brown bottle. Once inside her own room she dialed his number. Knowing he'd be waiting for her call. On the other side of the phone she counted four rings until he picked up. With nervousness lacing through her voice she spoke. "She's down. You better get moving if you want this to work. He'll be up when he doesn't feel her presence."

Armando on the other side could hear her voice quiver. Fuck, he thought, the damn woman needed to get ahold of herself. If she didn't she would bring their plan down. With gritted teeth he spoke to her not caring if she'd flinch at his harshness. "Calm the fuck down. And don't ever tell me what to do again, or you won't see tomorrow." With that said he hanged up and went inside the mansion. He took soundless steps towards the kitchen. Seeing her body laying on the floor; defenseless gave him a rush of greed. A mischievous grin was displayed on his sexy-but fucked up-face. He took predatory steps towards her. Now no one would be able to take what was rightfully his. He quickly worked to take the bracelet around her wrist, making sure not to mess with any wires. Eventually he took it off with ease, after playing with one he was an expert at it. Before he went towards Dayana he took out an envelope and placed both bracelet and envelope together on the counter. What a message was Harry going to receive. He thoughts Scooping her up in his arms, he inhaled her scent. She smelled heavenly he thought. 

Quickly he made his way to the exit of the house, put quickly positioned himself against a wall at the sound of footsteps approaching the corner. Fuck, he thought his fucking man had taken care of Harry's men. Guess they hadn't. Peeking his head out he saw it was Louis, Harry's most trusted man. Double fuck. This was going to be harder then what he thought. Placing Dayana down on the floor he stood up again just as Louis rounded the corner.

"What the f–" Louis was quick to realize what was occurring and pulled his gun out of his holster. Unfastening the safety he pointed it at Armando's chest. Not once loosing Armando's gaze. "What the hell do you think your doing with her." He casted a quick glance towards Dayana's unconscious silhouette. Once he told Harry he would personally have Armando's head. Louis thought.

"I think you put the pieces together by now." Armando grinned.

"Harry will be livid once he finds out." Louis was in the process of pulling out his phone, ready to call Harry. But Armando's amused voice halted him. He glanced up at him and saw a smirk etched on his fucking face. Only igniting his anger.

"I believe you will do no such thing. Sleep well my friend." As he said that he felt a prick on his neck. What the fuck? His hand shot up towards his neck were he felt the jab of a needle. Turning around he saw a blurry face, a woman face to be precise. But he knew all to well who it was after hearing her voice. He might not have been able to see but his hearing was still intact.

"Come on, they will be here any minute." Damary's voice shook with fear laced though it. She fucking should be scared. Once Harry finds out about her betrayal the whøre will be done for.