Jordan Maston POV
A man walking past us dropped something. I picked it up and turned to him "excuse me sir, you dropped this." he turned around and took it from me. "thank you, but you should have kept walking..."
"what?"
Before I had any time to really react he grabbed my arm and pulled me into him, causing me to drop my shoes and clasped a hand forcefully over my mouth and pulled up a gun and placed it up against my temple. Miles started walking towards us. "uh uh uh... Miles, you wouldn't want your little Angel to get hurt, now would you?" he asked as he pushed harder over my mouth, causing me to whimper in pain. Miles abruptly stopped as more guys came into view. "Now, Miles, you're gonna jump in the front seat as we're all going to go for a little drive." the guy behind me said as he sniffed my hair. "Brenden, let her go, she has nothing to do with this." Miles states darting his eyes to Brenden behind me and me as I tired to move around in his grip. "now Miles, you killed my father, so I'm going to kill you, and I'm going to make your lovely lady watch, and maybe even take her for myself afterwards." my eyes widened as tears started to fill my eyes. I closed then tightly and swallowed the other tears and whimpers I was about to release, before composing myself as he started pushing me towards our car. Miles walked to the driver's side door and opened it. Another man got in the back seat behind him as Brenden shoved me into the middle of them both. I looked to Miles in the rear vision mirror as he gripped the searing wheel tightly, making his knuckles go white. Another large man got in the front seat and held a gun to Miles' head. "Luca, give me the bag" the large man on my right ordered the man in the front seat, and tossed him a bag and he opened it to reveal rope and tape. As I tired to move further away from him Brenden grabbed me again and covered my mouth, holding his hand there tighter than necessary, I saw Miles grind his teeth as he looked in the mirror again. The other man pulled out the rope and grabbed my hands and began winding the rope tightly around my wrists, making sure to pull tighter every once in a while, causing me to wince and for them to dig at Miles. "Make sure it's nice and tight Arlo" Brenden says. Arlo pulled tighter again, listening to his instructions. Arlo then Pulled the tape out of the bag and broke off a bit with his teeth, Brenden then loosened his grip on my mouth as Arlo stuck the tape on it. Brenden kept a grip on my arm. I looked at Miles again, and I saw such hurt and fear in his eyes. "alright then, now that everyone is ready let's go, put on your seatbelts everyone, safety first."Brenden stated in a very excited five year old child way. Both him and Arlo slid me further into the seat and Arlo held my arms in my lap as Brenden placed the seatbelt over my chest, locking me in the same place. Arlo ran his hand along my thigh causing me to try and jerk away from him as I sent him a glare. He was staring at me, hungry... "Best start Driving Miles" Luca says in the front seat. Miles starts the car, not before sending another glace at me.
Miles Carson POV
I squeezed my hand tighter around the stearing wheel every time they touched her. I care so much about her and of all people. Brenden and his friends found me, and Angel was with me. I snuck another glance to her in the backseat. Arlo was running his hand over her thigh, she flinched at his touch. She couldn't move. Her hands were tied and they put the seatbelt over her chest, locker her in place, she was trapped, and I let it happen to her. "turn right." I followed Luca's instructions and we turned down a quiet road and kept on driving.
----45 minutes later----
After a series of turns we made it to the docks, there were warehouses everywhere.
"this one, stop the car." Brenden orders from the back seat. I put the car into park and looked at Jordan in the back seat, they undid the seatbelt and I saw the red marks from it run over her arms. Arlo dragged her out of the car as I got up. There were more people here. I counted something close to twenty guys. I pressed the little button on my watch, hoping that the guys would find us before it was too late, and least for both of us. I didn't care what they did to me, it was Jordan who I wanted to be safe. Three guys walked up behind me and grabbed me, Brenden walked up to me and punched me in the stomach, I looked up to see Arlo and another guy holding Angel as she squirmed looking at me as Brenden hit me again.
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Kidnapped By Assassins: A Hacker's Story (Book 1 Hackers & Assassins Series)
HumorJordan Maston, an 18-year-old Senior in a small American town. Known as the 'Virgin Jordan' at school and most likely the whole town, she is seen as the 'freak' with no friends, add to the mix that her parents didn't want her, she was in and out of...