Fearless

Chapter Seven

He explained that calls can be tracked even sometimes on disposable phones but a letter was great. This way I could get my fingerprints on it to prove that it was me who wrote it as well as my handwriting and then they can control who's fingerprints can go on it. I didn't really care all that much, I already knew about all this because I did a forensic science evening with the my group of guides to teach them about stuff like handwriting analysis, fingerprints, forgery etc.

I was just happy I could send the letter to hopefully put their mind at rest... even though being kidnapped by mafia isn't really that good at least I wasn't getting thrown into prostitution. I thought for a while about what I was going to write before putting pen to paper. Viktor's butler brought in a piece of paper and a pen wearing gloves... they really were being careful about the fingerprint thing. They'd even wiped down the table before hand to make sure no give away liquids were on it or whatever.

I had took the paper and pen from him and began to write:

Dear Mum and Dad,

I'm safe. I was kidnapped for the purpose of global sex trafficking however, it seems I have escaped that fate. At the time I was put in the 'storage facility' as they put it, the boss of the operation was inspecting it. He saw me kicking up a fuss after I bit the guard who had came into the room I was stored in and took a liking to me. I was then taken to this mansion, where I proceeded to escape out the window from the third floor... I guess Guiding finally came in handy.

They found me head first in the snow and I nearly died but they nursed me well. I was apparently in a coma for three weeks. If I don't try to run away I'm safe and they won't hurt me but if I do it's a one way street to six feet under. However, I'm being taken care of as I apparently belong to their boss... who isn't some old man, he's actually about 20 ish.

Despite the situation he seems nice and yes I probably am brainwashed or something but it's okay. He even gave me permission to write this letter. He's not given me permission to tell you much more other than he is part of the Bratva. Apart from that I just wanted to say I love you both very much and I'm sorry that I cannot come home... by his orders.

Sorry,
Annabelle.

I made sure to get my fingerprints all over the paper. I even licked the envelope to stick it shut. I then went on to write my home address as I did still live with my parents. I wonder how Sebastian was doing? On the back of the envelope I quickly wrote (to be shown to the police) before giving the back to the butler still wearing his gloves. Viktor, who had been watching everything I wrote, was sat behind me kissing my neck and getting a little too touchy feely whilst we had company.

"Do you mind?" I asked turning to face him, to which he quickly replied, "no I do not..." He planted his kiss on my lips. He couldn't possibly want to... again! "Seriously aren't you tired?" I laughed in disbelief. He sighed. "I could keep going all day if I wanted but I can tell you're not in the mood anymore..." he complained and crossed his arms like a naughty school boy saying 'it's not fair!'. Wait he was actually taking into consideration that I didn't want to?

I went to turn around but he was quick to grab me and pick me up. "W...what are you doing?" I questioned. He placed me on the bed. I knew it was too good to be true. He quickly kissed me before getting something out of his pocket. "You're going to need these!" He explained, throwing me tablets. The pill.... yeah he has a point but these are the wrong ones. "I can't take these," I said, handing them back to him, "this is the combi pill... I need the mini pill." He was completely baffled.

"There are different types? And why can't you take these?" He questioned looking at the tablets. "I need the progesterone only pill... I went on these because I was hassled to but I forgot to take them all the time so then I got put on the implant..." I continued, "but then on the implant I had some seriously bad mood swings and at one point I was on... my period... for four weeks none stop." His jaw dropped. "Four weeks..." he repeated. I just nodded and continued to explain, "so I went back on that but I began having similar issues with it to the implant until I got put on the mini pill... one everyday ,no break, no issue!"