|Chapter 8.|

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"Uggghhhh, where am I?? I swear if this is Dezh idea trying to prank me or something, I will kick his ass!" I murmur angrily to myself, when I'm awoken by the memories of last night's abduction. I looked around my surroundings and realize that I've been abducted to...'my room'?!

A sudden laughter disrupts my confusion.

It was none other than the manager at the strip club I had worked in. How did he- "Aw, is the little kitten confused?" The asshole asks as he takes taunting long strides towards me with his glaring eye contact, daring me to make a move. I couldn't even, I was busy squirming in discomfort, he even tied my feet to the edges of the bed stand. "It's your turn."

         •It all happened in a blink of an eye. The manager laid on top of me with force trying to rape me, but Brandon being the ironic superhero he is, barged into my room to save his 'damsel in distress'. He didn't even waste any time, Brandon shot the bastard in the back four times. Enough to paralyze then kill him. After so much ferociousness, Brandon growled out these words. "No one touches my woman but me!"

For me? I just wanna get out of here.

      •Brandon rushed me into his car and let me tell you, he didn't do in such a subtle caring way, like he was meant to place me in the passenger seat and take me to a clinic to check if I was okay. Nope darling. HE LITERALLY THREW ME INTO HIS GODDAMN TRUNK! Yes, that's the car position I was rushed into. I don't know why this is happening to me. I've learnt at this point that when an enemy gives you silent treatment, they're probably planning a major destructive thing against you. It all depends on how you're gonna survive it or just take it as it is. But, in all sincerity. WHO THE HELL WOULD TAKE IT AS IT IS?! I'm really losing my mind in this trunk right now.

•Once the car came to an abrupt stop. Brandon dragged me out of the trunk towards a beautiful mansion.

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