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Megan's POV
When I left Ethan's, I went back to the house. I walked into my room. I had hidden a knife under my bed for emergencies. I looked all over my room. It was gone.
"Looking for something?" was all I heard as I was dragged to my feet.
Everything went black.
...
I woke up, tied to a chair.
"Finally, she's awake" a man said from the corner.
Damien appeared in front of me.
"Are you ready?" He asked me.
"How long was I out?" I asked, my throat was completely dry so it sounded more like a croak.
"A day and a half" He said.
My eyes went wide.
He then started untying me.
"If you want me to be any use to you, I would suggest you get me something to eat before I faint." I said as I could feel the dizziness coming on.
Damien clicked his fingers and a woman came in with food and something to drink.
"Eat up and get changed. You got 30 minutes, Parr." He said and left the room.
I ate the food, smiling to myself at the thought of Damien being dead. A few more hours and he won't be able to touch me ever again.
I had changed into my dress and heels and walked into the living room.
I was, one by one, handed different weapons as I hid them in my dress.
It was time.
"Don't fuck this up Parr" Damien said with a smirk. I don't get why he was smirking. I should be the one smirking, I'm gonna murder his ass.
We pulled up to a big mansion. I took a deep breath as I stepped out of the car.
I flattened out my dress and headed for the doors. I turned on the sexy and strutted my way into the big ballroom.
I had been given a picture of the man I was meant to kill. I had studied it on the way here.
I walked in and saw all of the guards. Wow, Damien wasn't lying when he said the place would be surrounded.
I made my way over to the victim and sat on his lap.
"Well hello there" He said seductively.
I wanted to throw up.
This man was the ugliest thing I have ever seen.
"Why don't you let me buy you a drink" He asked.
"I don't take drinks from strangers" I said in a soft voice. I then brought my lips close to his ear.
"That doesn't mean I won't have a drink with you" I whispered seductively into his ear.
He gripped onto my waist.
I wanted to rip his hands of me so badly.
"I'll be right back" I said as I left a kiss on his neck. He squeezed my hips. I let out a cute laugh, trying to hide how I nearly gaged.
I got up and made my way over to the bar. I then stood around a corner where nobody could see me and let out a deep sigh.
I was pulled backwards as a hand was covered over my mouth. I instantly turned around and pinned the body that was holding me up against the wall.
"Grayson! How did you-" I whisper yelled.
He just covered his hand over my mouth.
"There's no time for that. We have to leave, Megan. It's a trap! All of it! The whole gangs here, They are waiting outside. We gotta go, now!" He said as he tried pulling me towards the exit.
"Okay, Grayson. I believe you. I just have to do one thing, wait for me outside. I will be there in a minute" I said. Grayson's grip on my hand just tightened as he looked me in the eyes.
"I promise" I said as I cupped his face and pecked his lips.
"Hurry up, we don't have much time." He said as he let go of my hands.
I watched as Grayson made his way out of the building.
I walked back over to the man, a drink in my hand.
"It was nice meeting you, maybe we could meet again sometime?" I said. I wasn't going to kill him right now. Grayson said it was a trap, a trap that I didn't want to fall in to.
The disgusting man just nodded as I got up from his lap again.
I started making my way to the exit when it happened...
