Countdown

Countdown

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You know those situations where you don't know how you'd react unless you were actually in that situation; yet, we would tell anyone who asked we would do anything it takes? I mean, anyone who says they would kill for that person or they would go the extra mile is a down-right liar -- to themselves and everyone else in the world. I mean, are you willing to do anything? Are you willing to go against everything you've ever believed in or thought? "We have her,--" he informed the worried girl. "--but if you want her back, you're going to have to do something for me." It all comes down to one answer, and that answer comes from the moment. I just pray we can figure out the rest before it's too late. Then I realized it was me that had to reply, and I stuttered as I spoke, "What do I have to do?" ×•×•×•×•×•×•×•×•×•×•×•×•×•×•×•×•× This story has been completed, but I will be going through and editing over time! Cover by: MaddyS3115 -thank you so much!
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I've made it out of that nightmare I used to call home. The last person my parents had entrusted with my safety was a lie. The man I was being married off too turned out to be a ruthless monster. Escape was my only choice if I was going to come out alive. Now, I'm hundreds of miles away from the only home I knew. Living in a car, scraping by. Enduring what I was afraid of to begin with. A rich girl like me was not meant for the streets. But I'll be damned if they drag me down. If it means survival from here on out to keep me away from the hands of my own family so be it. But the universe seemed to have a different plan for me. One with three men, 3 bikes and a load of baggage they are not ready to deal with. Protecting myself is a priority, especially with the life that is growing inside of me. Distance is key, survival is crucial and staying the hell away from these men is detrimental. They've got no idea the hell that is me, Juniper Vanderbilt.

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