Savior...

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Chloe's pov

I have been running for the past twenty minutes. I ran off to the nearest forest hoping to lose them since their cars couldn't exactly pass through this thick forest. I stop holding on to my knees as I try to catch my breath. I know I'm a sports person but I've been really out of shape this past few days. I lean on to a tree catching my breath as I try to figure out how I'm going to get out of this place.

"Ssh. Don't move."

What the hell is he doing here?

I spin around and I come face to face with Grey eyes. He removes his hood and helps me put it on.

"What are you doing here Liam."

"Just follow me. The cops are following your scent trail. We need to lose them."

How did the even follow me here.

Liam holds my hands,  and mine and his fit perfectly. He starts running and I try hard catching up since I'm so tired that I can't even feel my legs.

When I can no longer keep up with his pace. I stop panting heavily like a dog. I hear Liam curse under his breath before he holds me bridal style and he starts running until we are in a clearing. I spot a car parked some few meters close to where we are and as soon as we get close, he puts me shotgun and takes the driver's seat before stepping on the gas. I hear the sirens but they sound far away and the more we drive off, the more the sounds become vague.

My eyes begin shutting down because I feel tired and Liam has been quiet the whole time. He's just been looking through the side mirrors I guess for any car on our trail and luckily there has been none.

My eyelids become heavy and I find myself sleeping.

****

"Wake up Chloe..." I rub my eyes and open them as I adjust to the light in the room. I notice that I'm in Liam's arms which is quite comfortable but I find myself jumping out of his arms.

Yes I know I'm stupid, I could just take advantage of this situation. But like I said I'm stupid.

I look around and realize I'm not back at his place. This place has little decor, not like his other house.

"Where are we?"

"In my penthouse. I couldn't just take you to my house in case the police were still on our trail. This place is heavily secured. They can't get past my security."

I wondered what he meant by that since there was no guard around.

"You need to take a shower. Take the first room up the stairs. You'll find some clothes in the last drawer. Just change and you can take the bed."

I simply nod and get into the room. It's little spaced but there is no loaded furniture in it.

I walk to the shower and turn it on. I strip the clothes I had on earlier and walk into the hot shower. I take my time because the shower is really welcoming. I'm glad the cops didn't catch up with us, I wonder what would have happened if the police would have caught up with me. Doom! That's what would have happened.

I turn the shower off as soon as I'm done before putting on a nice floral dress. I walk to the lounge where I find Liam seated watching something on his phone. I sit directly opposite him  and watch him as he types on his phone.

I wonder what is the story behind him being in the mafia. I mean, no one just wakes up and decides to be one. Everyone has a story.

"Stop looking at me like that. "

"How? "

"Like you are trying to see right through me. "

"What if I am. "

"Well I'd advise you to stop. "

"And that's because.. "

"What were you doing at the illegal tracks?  "

"What do you think? "

"Come on dont give me that attitude Chloe. You almost got caught. I know I could have just got you released in a snap of a finger but that's not the point here. You could have been shot or much worse killed. Can your life get any more worse. "

"And you care because... "

I could see anger clearly written all over his face.

"Listen Liam. No one cares about me right now. My own parents couldn't even negotiate for my release when I was with Lucas. What makes you think if I was shot or worse killed anyone could care much. "

"People do care about you."

"Yes... People is me. I'm the only one who cares about myself so please don't give me that crap. "I scoff.

He let's out a breath as he stands and walks in front of me. He grabs my shoulders and makes me rise to my feet. When I look at him, he's starring deep into my eyes as if he wants to see right through me too. He cups my face when I try to look away and adjusts my eyes so that my eyes are adjusent to his shoulders.  I think I saw him narrowing his eyes before he cursed harshly

"I need you to go to the room that you we're in. There is a closet, the combination is 2700.If it takes more than twenty minutes and I'm not up there, take a gun and shoot anyone that will storm in there. "

Wait, what! And why are whispering?

"But why? "

"Just go, some people are trying to get in and the situation could get messy, so just go and stop asking questions. "

He walks to his chair and puts a combination at the lower bottom of the chair and it pulls up revealing heavy machines. Wow. He looks at me and motions with his hands for me to go and I do just that.

I rush to the room and lock the door. I quickly put in the combination and  take out a gun. I load it and wait for the worse. My hands are trembling and I can hear struggles downstairs. I just hope Liam would be safe. The struggles continue for about twenty minutes before its all silent. I lean towards the door so as to hear if there is any suspicious sounds. The whole place is quiet so I open the door slowly pointing my gun in the open air. I hope Liam is safe. God please let him be safe.
I take the first step down the stair and a figure moves into sight. I'm about to shoot when I see that familiar face.

"William?"

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