Courtney's POV
I stare aimlessly, as Jasper continues pacing up and down, muttering and cursing to himself. Who the hell is he? And who's going to kill him? And what has he failed?
"I can't do this. I'm just so dead. I should end this. I dead anyway. I'm such a fucking idiot."
"Who the hell are you? Why have you stormed in here, caring about me and then you're muttering to yourself about you're dead?" I snap.
He stops and looks at me. "Oh sweetheart, if you think I cared about you, you're dead wrong. I'm hurt you've forgotten me."
Who the hell is he? Think.
"Trust me sweetheart, I'm not here to help you. I'm here to return you but my only mission was to keep you out of the hands of the Italian."
Return me? Keep me out of the hands of the Italian? What? No he can't be. Can he? He's too young to be dad's best mate. He was older. Then who is he?
No, no, no, he can't be. No. No. He's probably someone completely different. He can't be...
"Jye," he finishes off. Shit! Fuck! This is bad, really, really bad. Crap! What do I do? Scream? Make a run for it?
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk." I hear someone mutter. I look up to see Spencer standing at the door. "Cheating on me, now Courtney?"
Tears, I didn't know were there, keep running down my cheeks. "If Junior and I can't have you, no one can have you." Jye whispers.
Everything else suddenly happens so quicker. Jye pulls out a gun. I immediately close my eyes and wait for the bullet. There's no way I'm getting out of this alive.
Alessandro's POV
It's so good to catch up with everyone. I look around the room but my eyes land on Courtney. She looks really uncomfortable. She fidgets and Saladin whispers something in her ear. She mumbles something back and Spencer nods. He unwraps his arms from around her waist and she immediately leaves. Toilet? Bedroom? Kitchen?
My thoughts break when Jasper stands up. "I've going to get a drink. I've got a pretty bad headache." He says and leaves.
We continue talking, till Saladin pulls out his phone.
"Both Courtney and Jasper have been gone half an hour," he states. "I'm going to go find Courtney."
We all nod and continue our conversation. Suddenly there is yelling and gunshots. Gunshots? Don't tell me Saladin has done something stupid. He better not have killed Courtney.
I get up from the couch and cautiously head out into the kitchen. That's odd. Jasper isn't here. Maybe he heard the gunshots and went to help. I turn back around and face the lounge room.
"Stay here. Don't come out till I get you." They all nod and I continue walking to where I thought the gunshots came from.
I reach Saladin's room and gently swing the door open. As I look around the room, I feel like I'm about to vomit. What the hell happened in here? I see Courtney lying on the bed, looking unconscious. There wasn't any blood around her and she looked fine. What the hell happened to her? At least she's breathing.
I walk towards the bed and look towards the ensuite. Shit! Shit! Shit! What the hell happened in here?
I see Saladin looking over a dead Jasper. Jasper had bullet holes all over him. Why the hell did Saladin shot Jasper?
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His Girl
Romance| First book in "His" series | "I'm really sorry, but you're going to have to stay here for the next couple of months. But trust me, no one is going to hurt you when you're here." My kidnapper says, gently. "Trust! Trust you!? How can I trust you...
