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Saving her

"Well hello beautiful." A man with his suit on, greeted the confuse and annoyed Taylor. She raised her eyebrow to question his existence in front of her door.

"Can I help you?" she asked, totally pissed about the man.

"Sure. Ms. Brandt." He replied with a grin. Taylor was taken aback. How on Earth did this fucker knew her surname?

"W...who a...are you?" She asked, her voice shaking.

"Scott Samuels. FIB agent..... former FIB agent." he grin. His eyes never took off from Taylor as he looks like he's scanning her from head to toe.

"Your father wants you back to Vinewood this very night." He stated with no reaction whatsoever. Taylor sure wanted to run right then and there. She knows her father's capabilities, and supposedly she should not be surprised that she was tracked, but hell she is.

"M...my father?" she asked, like a dumb person. The man chuckled before pointing the black car parked.

"I don't really have time for chit chat, though there's nothing I want more than to get to know you." He smiled creepily at her. She wanted to slam the door on this man. He's a creep and that's not an opinion.

"Miss. Please follow me." He said. Taylor raised her eyebrow.

"No. I mean... no! I can't come with you. Y..you don't have an ID to proved that you're really... uhm... well, really someone." She reason out.

"Alright." The man pulled out an id from inside his suit.

"I now work for your father. You don't have to know what I do for him. But he trust me on these kinds of matters." He explained, getting really impatient on Taylor.

"T.. these kinds of matters?" she asked. She felt her heart completely sank. What does he mean by these kind of matters?

"I have to get you back home this night. Whether you like it or... not." He warned. His eyes dig holes inside her soul. She bit her lip.

"But if you like.. we can do something fun before I get you home." He's there again with his creepy smile. Taylor felt that someone just shot her right in the heart. What kind of man he is? What kind of man does her father send around to look for her? She felt so betrayed. Does he just never cared? Or well, maybe he did, because this man is right here, but maybe that's just to save his reputation, and that he'll never get embarrassed because he has a runaway daughter.

"W..what?" That's all what came out of her mouth. The man started caressing her cheeks, he honestly never thought that his boss' daughter will be this hot.

"I can make you feel good, then I'll get you home." He whispered to her ear.

All her life, she bears things like this. Every single fucking time, and she never say a word, except to her ex fucking boyfriend who ended up cheating on her with a hooker.

"What do you say, beautiful?" He asked, and started planting kisses on her neck. He started soft, but then he just started kissing her like he's ready to devour her right then and there. She felt her blood getting drain out of her body. She wanted to cry, to pour her heart out. All the pain, will never go away, she knows that it will linger there for a very long time. She has no strength to fight. All her energy went down the imaginary drain. She felt too betrayed to push this man away.

"I'll take that as a yes." He softly said and started wrapping his arms around her. She was too hurt.

"Your skin is fucking soft, I love it." He said. He started guiding her back to her room, she started tearing up.

The man started gripping her waist, while she's crying, feeling emotionally hurt, he takes that as a turn on. All her sobs, it's making him like an animal. His hands started roaming all around her body, touching, groping, exploring every part of her. He decided that it's best to take all her clothes off, and suck all of it he can suck. He took off her t shirt, and his eyes immediately landed on her bra. He lick his lips before whispering to her.

"Let me do the honor to suck those tits." he whispered, his hot breath slowly creep on her skin.

"P...please" she whimpered. The man ignore her cries, for him, it's a sign of pleasure for her. He can't help himself. 

Just in time, both of them heard a loud knock coming from the door. Taylor wanted to run to it. The man groan like a frustrated five year old. He look at Taylor and cover her mouth with his firm hand.

"You better not make any sound or I'll cut your throat." he warned. The knock from the door get louder, and louder. 

"Now, now, who the fuck is that?" the man annoyingly asked, like Taylor can answer it. He instructed Taylor to hide in the toilet. She needed a bit of a dragging so that she will follow. The man then tied her up and put a cloth in her mouth just so she can't scream and get any help. The man tidied himself, patting invisible dust on his expensive looking suit. 

The knock on the door never went away. Taylor don't have any idea who is on the other side of it. She thought she can just lay down on her bed and enjoy a night alone, but Goodness was she wrong! The man smirk at her before locking her inside the toilet. Taylor tried to protest, but she obviously can't. Tears stream down her tired face, betrayal written all over it. 

The man turned the knob slowly, cursing every moment of it as he have no idea who is on the other side of the door. He's very sure it's not police as he made sure they can't get near this area earlier. 

The moment he turned the knob fully, he was greeted by a gunpoint. The man behind the gun stared at him dead in the eye.

"Before I kill you, let me do the honour to introduce myself to you... Trevor Phillips.. the guy who will end your life, just about....now." Trevor didn't hesitated to gun the man down. Bits of his brain and blood splattered all over the room. Trevor sighed. He didn't wanna waste anytime and he scan the room and spotted a weirdly placed chair in front of the toilet door, it's back rest resting against the knob. He knew Taylor is behind that door, but he's just scared what view he will find. He sighed deeply, and opened the door. 

There at the bathroom floor, was Taylor.. half naked and tied up. Her well being was obviously violated, and even though, he can see her breasts hanging, he didn't feel anything that moment, but anger, care, and sadness. He took off the cloth hanging from her mouth, and untied her gently. Trevor never felt such heavy heart in his life before. 

"There, there. You're safe now." Trevor reassure the younger one. He let her sob in his arms as long as he can remember. 

Taylor on the other hand, felt all of the negative emotions at once. She was sure now that her father hates her.  She wants all the love she has for her gone. She don't want any association with him, even his surname. She look at Trevor right then and there.. 

"Let's get married." Taylor announce, much to the surprise of the old man.  

~Hi hunnies, short update <3 It's been three years since I've updated, and for that, I want to offer my deepest apologies. Life happened to me and there's just a couple of things that happened to me that requires my great attention. Also, since it's been a long time since I've updated, I have to rewatch clips from GTA5 to kinda remember how the characters speak.. lol 

I hope ya'll still enjoy this. Will update soon, I promise <3