VICTORIA'S POV
" E-excuse me?" I whimpered. Thoughts started racing through my mind. Why does he want to know my name? Why is he looking at me like that? How can a human possibly look that beautiful? Why so many tatt-
" Your name Angel. Tell me your name." He asked in a demanding voice.
" My n-names Victoria" darn it. Why do I have to keep stuttering.
"Beautiful" I froze in shock.
" Thank you sir. Is there anything else I can help you with" I asked for the second time.
" No. That would be all. For now."
I walked away wondering what he meant by that. "For Now." Was he going to order something later. No for some strange reason I felt as if he was directing that towards me. No. I'm most likely just thinking to much about it.
"Here you go sweetie" Mrs. Clarke handed me the muffin and coffee for " Blaze" what a strange name. I liked it. It suited him well..almost as well as that shirt he was wearing. You could see the outline of his muscles. His very large and well defined muscles. STOP. What am I thinking I shouldn't be thinking of a stranger like that.
I started making my way back to him. My heart was pounding out of my chest. Why does he make me feel so nervous!
" Here you go S-Sir. Enjoy the rest of your day" I turn around starting to walk away. When a feel something on my waist. I look down and see his hand grabbing on to me.
"Wait." I turn back around. I can feel tingles on the spot where his hand lays.
"Yes Sir is something wrong"
" Come with me. Now." What? He got up and pulled out $50 and threw it on the table leaving the food. He grabbed my hand and started dragging me towards the exit.
" WHAT ARE YOU DOING!" I yelled trying to unhook my hand from his, but I couldn't his grip was a heck of a lot stronger than mine. I turned around hoping someone would help me and try to see my discomfort. I watched as no one helped. They all looked at me with guilt in there eyes mixed with worry. No one was going to help me. They were all horrified of this man. I continued to try and set my hand free but it was no use.
I looked forward and see Blaze walking up to a very expensive car. A man from the drivers seat opens the door while glancing at me. Blaze sits in the back dragging me along with him.
The man shuts the door and sits back in the drivers seat speeding away from my job. Tears start running down my face. He lets go of my hand and I immediately try to get as far away as possible. I go to grab the handle to the door but
" Dont even try. Its Locked." He calmly states.
" WHY! WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS! I DONT KNOW YOU. YOU DONT KNOW ME!WHY ARE YOU TAKING ME!" I could barely see since my eyes were flooded with my tears. I put my head In my hands and curled up in the side of the car. Why is he doing this to me. What did I do to deserve this.
BLAZES POV
I know what I was doing was wrong. I couldn't help it. I had to have her. Victoria. Her name was so beautiful just like her. She looked so innocent and pure. She was so shy and quiet. A perfect little. My angel was yelling asking me why I have done what I did. She was crying and trying to get away. I started feeling uneasy and uncomfortable. I started feeling bad for her. I started feeling guilt. I scared her and made her cry.
" I'm sorry" I whispered without even thinking.
" Little one I know what I did was wrong and I should have thought of a better why of getting to you. I scared you and made you feel in danger. For that I am sorry. My goal when I first saw you was to have you and take care of you. To watch you and protect you. Protect you from the bad that I know is in the world. Keep your innocence safe. Just give me a chance love." I gently placed my hand on the side of her face. She looked at me with her big brown eyes. Red was all around her face from the crying.
" I don't know you. All I know is people fear you. Why would I give you a chance? You're a complete stranger to me. Your apology isn't going to change any of that. I'm sorry please let me out of this car."
" Two Weeks. Give me Two weeks to make up your mind. I promise I will not hurt you Victoria. I will protect you as a daddy should protect his little."
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The Gangleaders Little
RomanceBlaze Ryder, 28 year old "business owner" was a ruthless, cruel, heartless daddy. Although he ran one of the biggest gangs in the United States he still wanted something to come home to. Something young, precious, and innocent. A little. Vi...