WHO WILL SAVE YOU NOW • MICHAEL GRAY x READER

Chapter 9

Chapter 9

When Raimond Pierce arrived back at the mansion - that was perhaps a little too big just for the two of you - he found no one there. A sigh of relief left his lips, yet he couldn't stop but to feel even more anxious than he was before. You were nowhere to be found, and neither was Sabini. A couple of Raimond's men left to follow Sabini and his most closest guards, and everyone came back empty-handed. No one was aware of your and Sabini's location. Raimond was only left to guess that the two of you were together, yet there was nothing he could be sure about. Even though he was extremely worried for your life, he didn't tell anyone of his worries, not even to Lucas who was perhaps considered to be his best friend.

After barking some orders to his men to go and drive around the city he stormed into his cabinet, grabbing a bottle of whiskey and a glass along with him. He began to see the error of his ways, began to see how wrongly he had acted towards you, began to see how he couldn't live with himself if something happened to you. He began to realize how harsh he had been towards you about something that wasn't even your fault and understanding how you had every right to be angry at him for everything, especially because of him forcing a marriage upon you. He desperately wanted you to walk in the cabinet unharmed, so that he could tell you that he saw the error of his ways. But after ten minutes, which turned quickly into twenty, no one had stepped into the room. Raimond Pierce simply had no choice but to wait silently for news, for any news, whether they were good or bad.

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Michael had volunteered to take you home after you showed up in the pub. At first Polly ordered a couple of the Blinders to take you home, but Michael disagreed, arguing that it was safer for you if he was the one to take you back to the mansion. Honestly, you didn't care. The only thing you wanted was to lay in your bed without any care in the world. You wanted to see your father who perhaps hadn't done anything to save you. You didn't know for sure, and that was the last thing on your mind.

The car ride between you and Michael was a silent one since there wasn't anything for you to say to each other. After today everything would go back to like it was before, you still being engaged to Michael. Hell, you were still engaged to Michael as you were sitting in the car. Neither of you had no idea how to get over the fact that the two of you were forced into a marriage, and neither of you knew how to act towards each other.

You simply stared out of the window, taking in all of the buildings you weren't sure you would see again. A small smile appeared onto your face as you observed every little thing around you; from the corner of your eye you could have sworn you saw Michael glance at you and discreetly smirk, yet you decided not to pay any attention to that.

"Thank you. For everything." You suddenly blurted out, turning your head to look at him. He was forced to look at you, and for a second the two of you simply stared into each other's eyes.

"No problem." He replied, focusing his attention back on the road. You felt a smile appear onto your face as you decided not to fight against it. There was a sudden change of air between the two of you, as if the thought of marrying wasn't that repulsive towards you like it had been before.

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After driving for what it felt forever you saw your house come into view. For some unquestionable reason you felt yourself becoming nervous. You had no idea how your father would greet you, and it still remained unknown to you if he even knew about your abduction. Yet a sigh of relief escaped your lips when you saw the familiar guards open the large gates in front of your house, and you saw the relief in their eyes as well as in their smiles directed to you.

The car came to a stop and for a second you simply sat there, afraid to move. You glanced at Michael who looked at you with a small smile on his face, waiting for you to make your next move. Forcing a smile onto your face you grabbed Michael's hand, giving it a light squeeze before walking out of the car. Without delaying you practically stormed inside of the building before coming to a stop in front of your father's cabinet. You raised your hand to knock on the door, but decided against it, simply entering the room. There you saw your father sitting on a couch, glass of whiskey in his hands as he stared at the fireplace in front of him. He looked quite miserable; you hadn't seen him that miserable since your mother died.

Raimond slowly turned his head towards you, shock written onto his face. That shock was quickly replaced with relief, and without saying anything he stood up and walked over to you. He quickly pulled you into a hug, breathing in your scent as if he was scared he wouldn't be able to do so later. You stood still for a split second before returning the hug. You couldn't stop the tears from flowing down your cheeks. He pulled away, and with a smile he wiped your tears away, giving a kiss onto your forehead.

"It's okay Y/N, you're safe now. You're home."