FALLEN

CHAPTER 4

CHAPTER 4

Her time was up, Makayla was feeling it now... He was really going to kill her. At first, she did not believe it for a second, then she thought he was actually going for ransom... But now... Even after whatever intimacy occurred between them, Makayla was certain that he was really going to kill her now.

She was an idiot, she knew that she should be running for her life, but the thing was, she had seen Joseph in action, she knew exactly what he was capable of. Her father only ever hired the best and Joseph was by far the best man to protect them all... But that also meant he was the scariest man to have as your enemy. He was more than capable of bringing down the biggest of mobsters.

Joseph was not one to fuck with, even her father knew that, so what then happened for Joseph to believe killing her would be the way to go? Her father must have fucked up on an epic scale for Joseph to turn on him. To turn on them...

He had been a part of their lives for over a decade... Why on earth would he just turn? If only she could get to her father, find out what happened, at least maybe she would be able to help Joseph see the error of his ways. Maybe save her own life in the process.

Was she afraid? She was downright petrified. Funny, when it was Joseph who opened the trunk of the car, she actually believed he had come to save her, she was relieved... But little did she know it was Joseph who had drugged her and kidnapped her.

He drove for hours, he must have tired himself out after five or so hours because he pulled over at a simple clean looking motel. They were to spend the night. Makayla had herself a shower and moved into the bed. She did not even bother on sharing a meal with him.

Even though he had ordered room service, she was not going to sit there and eat while he was planning on killing her. "You not hungry?" He asked as he got stuck into his steak and fries.

"No."

"Starving yourself?"

"Yeah." Fuck him.

"Come and eat." Was this idiot for real?

"Yeah, no."

"Suit yourself." He said as he continued to eat. Fucking jerk. In truth she couldn't eat anyway, she would throw it all up. Makayla was physically sick. She could not for the life of her stomach any food. Not when her impending death was looming over her head.

Joseph shocked her when he bound her hands behind her back and her legs together. He went in for a shower and left her on the bed all bound and gagged. Her body was in so much pain, this asshole did not how much it hurt it to be this way.

He did however untie her after his shower. He always looked amazing with no top on... Pyjama pants that sat so low on his hips... Lean body... Dead set gorgeous... He was a sight alright.

The minute he tore the tape off her mouth she cursed. "Fucking hell!" She rubbed her mouth to get the sting away. "That hurt like hell." She whined. Again, he acted as though she was not there. He moved into the bed beside her with is trademark positon of one arm over his eyes as he lay on his back.

Makayla was going to use this opportunity to find out the truth about him and her father. "So what did he do to you?" She braved up and asked. Joseph's arm tensed, his muscles flexing... Obviously a sore topic. "Did he forget about you? Did he steal what was yours?"

"Go to sleep Makayla." Threatening her... His voice full of warning and promise. But she was dead anyway right, at least she could get some sort of clarity.