CHAPTER 8
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#Skylar P. O. VConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .
“Can I go to the bathroom?” I groan out after a while of sitting inside the back of the van with Jason and Blondey while Browny drives. Its probably because its best for me and him to not be in the same space.
“No. We both know you don’t have to go.” Blondey answers the question while Jason cleans his gun.
“Why are you guys taking me?” I ask now starting to get that this isn’t a joke. I really am being kidnapped.
F*ck. My. Life,
“You’ll know once you meet Him.” Jason answers me this time now entering the conversation.
“Aah I hate this!” I cry out as I place my face in my tied hands.
Yes. They actually tied me up like I’d try to escape. I mean sure I would but that’s not the point here.
“Come on get out.” Browny says as he opens up the back of the van we’ve finally arrived.
I roll my eyes and show him my hands and feet which are both tied up.
He smirks at me “First say please.” the b*stard says. I look at him with wide eyes and open my mouth like I’m about to apologize, which I don’t, I mean SORRY isn’t in my vocabulary.
“I can sit here all day you idiot.” I said looking at the idiot whose smirk just fell.
“Dude we don’t have time for this were already late.” Jason says as he gets out the van and starts to untie me.
“Finally!!” I say happily as I rub my sore wrists and ankles.
“Come on we don’t have much time.” Browny says as he roughly pushes me. I glare daggers at him as I go round the van and instantly freeze in place mouth hung wide.
Okay so before I thought this guy wanted me for money, but from the size of his house, I mean mansion, this guy is loaded.
There are tons of men going around this place in hot suites and holding guns and I mean they look like they came from the play girl mansion all the guys here are smoking hot. I mean I just wiped drool from my face.
“Move it!!” Browny says pushing me again. I walk into the house still holding my tub of Ben and Jerry ice cream.
“You must feel like ugly duckling living with all this hot guys.” I say to Browny trying to contain my laughter.
We finally make it to two double doors. I didn’t even notice us arrive or how we came in because the whole time I was thinking of what the hell could this guy want from me. Jason knocks a little at the door.
“Come in.” a husky voice says from the other side. It sends shivers down my spine. I don’t know if that’s good or bad but I don’t have time for that now because Jason opens the door and pushes me inside first.
Traitor!!
I enter the room and first take a look at my surroundings. We’re in what I guess is His study. It is a big room with lots of bookshelves with different books. There is a table which has lots of scattered papers and a laptop as well as files on it.
And sitting at that table is…
The most hottest man on the planet. This guy has dark, almost black, brown hair, electric blue eyes, a well defined jaw line with a slight stubble. His jaw could cut glass and he has perfect pink lips. I can’t really see his body because his sitting down, but I can tell his well built.
“Miss Daniels are you listening,” a silky soft voice questions me.
God that voice it’s just so- “Ouch!” I yell rubbing my arm. I glare at a smirking Browny standing besides me.
“Why the hell did you pinch me?” I screech at the smirking idiot.
“Well you seemed a little bit… distracted.” the demigod answers his Italian accent.
Is it wrong that his accent just turned me on even more? I really need help.
“Well excuse me if I was admiring true perfection.” I answer back before I can stop my big mouth.
My face instantly turns deep red as I look at Blondey and Jason who look like there having a hard time taming their laughter.
“What was that Miss Daniels?” the demigod asks me looking amused.
“Nothing.” I pretty much squeak out. Damn where did all my confidence go.
“So are you gonna sit down?” he asks me with a raised brow.
I sat down on one of the comfy looking chairs in front of his desk.
“You must be wondering what your doing here.” he says while looking straight at me.
I nod my head not really trusting my voice at the moment.
“Well you belong to me.” he says calmly like its the most normal thing in the world to tell someone they belong to you. Meanwhile I’m all like:
WHAT THE F*CK!!!!! Is this guy crazy or wahh?…..