He Is Not Just My Kidnapper

2. My Type of an Angel!

My head was so close to exploding with unbearable pain. My whole body was aching like it is one big wound. What has happened to me? Why am I in this much pain?

I slowly open my eyes. The surrounding was not familiar at all. So I turned my head and looked here and there, trying to recall where am I.

“You woke up!” with a voice raised behind me, I almost fell down from the comfy couch I was lying on.

In front of my eyes was a handsome guy who looked like an actor. A light smile came to his lips as he observed the look on my face.

“You didn’t sleep that long to forget where you are.” He said teasingly.

Yeah, he is right. How could I not remember meeting him when I was escaping from the people who kidnapped me? He brought me to his house in his arms. Then he took care of the wounds in my body. He gave me coffee as well.

“I am sorry. My mind seems not functioning as it used to, since I got abducted.” I said, grinning at him.

“How is this?” he asked concernedly, touching my ankle.

“Still hurt,” I replied.

“I got your painkillers. But when I come here, you were already sleeping. I didn’t want to disturb you.” He said.

I smiled.

“I think you should take a wash now. Then you can eat something and have some pain killers.” He said. He is caring, but at the same time, he seemed a bit bossy too.

Anyway, what he said is right.

“Okay,” so I agreed.

“But can I make a call first,” I asked?

“Go, take a wash, and come. We can make the call later.” He commanded. not a bit... He is too much bossy...

I didn’t say anything. Indeed, I must take a wash and eat something to have some medicine. But as much as I need relief from my pains, I need to call my dad. But I didn’t want to argue with him.

I am under his roof. He is trying his best to help me.

‘’I will show you the washroom. You have to wear my clothes today.” He said, offering his hand to me to stand up.

I smiled. I don’t really care what I have to wear, I just need something to wear, that’s all.

He took me to a room where there is an attached bathroom. There were a T-shirt and a sweatpant on the bed.

“I think these will fit you.” He said, looking at those clothing.

I nodded.

He took me to the washroom.

“Can you manage alone?” he asked, concernedly looking at me.

I highly doubt I could take a wash and change clothes without falling down at least once. My ankle was aching that much. But I was not ready to let someone I just met to stay with me while I take a wash.

“Yeah… I can…” I replied quickly.

“Okay…” he said, giving me an annoyed look and shaking his head. Maybe he understood the thoughts in my mind.

“I will stay outside the room. If you need anything, just shout.” He said before he closed the washroom door.

I quickly took a wash. I had to hold on to the walls to walk under the shower…The wounds on my body started to inflame as water touches them… I could barely stand under the shower…

Tears were running down from my eyes. What have I done to deserve this suffering?

I am just a normal girl. I have never used my dad’s powers to gain anything in my life. Actually, only very few people know he is my dad.

Life has never been easy or too difficult for me. I am just average on everything. From my appearance. From my grades at college… I am satisfied with what I have, and I don’t make any trouble for anyone.

Indeed, I am a bit rebellious sometimes, but I always mind my business unless someone tries to disturb my peace of mind…

So, why God? Why do you want to make me suffer like this? Why do I have to pay the price for my dad being a politician? On the other hand, why my dad can’t do anything? Why can’t he just use his power to rescue me?

How on the Earth, anything can be more valuable than your only daughter’s life?

While all these thoughts tormenting my mind, I dried my aching body with a towel and wrapped it around me to go to the room.

I quickly wore the clothing he put for me. He is surely more than 6 feet tall and has a well-maintained body. Apparently, his clothes were much bigger for me, but I could manage. Since I am pretty sure I looked like a clown, I didn't even try to look at myself from the mirror.

After getting dressed, I opened the door. Just as he said, he was outside the room, leaning to the wall and staring at the white wall in front of him.

“Finish?” he asked, looking at me from head to toes. A small playful smile lit up on his lips…

I nodded, looking down. That smile! It was too much to handle...

“Let’s go…” he said, taking my hand.

He had cooked dinner. Thought it was a simple dinner, I loved it. I ate as fast as I could.

After finishing my meal only, I raised my head. He was staring at me with surprise in his eyes.

“Why?” I asked, still having my mouth filled.

“You eat just too fast.” He replied.

“Actually, I was starving,” I said, pouting at him.

“Yeah… I get it…” he said apologetically.

“Anyway, it is good you ate fast. Now you can take medicine soon.” He said, standing up from where he sat.

“Finish your meal first!” I shout.

But he didn’t listen. He walked to a nearby cupboard and took out some medicine for me.

“Now it is time for you to tell me about you.” He said after I took medicine.

“Well… Just as I said. Some people abducted me while I was coming home from college because they need something from my dad. They kept me locked in a room for four days. They treated me well. But they didn’t tell me anything. I still don’t know what they want from my dad or how their negotiation is going on with dad.” I said.

“If they didn’t hurt you, you could stay there until they get what they want from your dad and release you.” He said thoughtfully.

He is right, I could have done that without going through so much trouble, but knowing my dad’s principles, I couldn’t do that.

“My dad is a man with one word. He doesn’t like to accept defeat, and he never changes his principles. So this negotiation is going to take forever. Still, I could have stayed there, but I was desperate because they didn’t keep me in the loop. Whenever I asked them something, they said they don’t know anything, only their boss knows those things. But they never took me to their fu**ing boss!” I said angrily.

“Little rebellious…” he chuckled.

“Am I not fair enough? They abducted me and locked me in a room. Why can’t they at least answer my questions?” I asked.

“Yeah… They are just a**holes.” He said, comforting me.

“Anyway… I couldn’t even ask your name…” he then said, looking at my eyes.

“I am Hailey. You?” I asked.

“Nice name… I am Kai. Nice to meet you even under extreme circumstances, Hailey…” he said, offering me his hand. I shook his hand, smiling.

“So, Hailey… Who is your father? Some big shot?” he asked.

I hesitated for a second. Should I tell him the truth? I asked myself.

What are the other options I have? He is the only one I have to ask for any help. So, I have to share the truth with him.

“My father is Miller Davenport,” I replied.

I clearly observed how his eyes changed when he heard the name…

“When I heard that name, I remembered that politician! ” he said.

“He is the one!” I said softly.

“Really? Wow! ” he was beyond surprised, and it was clearly visible on his face.

“Are you really his daughter?” he again asked, giving me a doubtful look.

“Yeah, man! I am Hailey Mishaya Davenport, Miller Davenport’s only daughter.” I said, smiling. His eyes narrowed… His whole face turned dark…

After a few seconds, he nodded his head…

“Hailey… If your father is Miller Davenport, I don’t think it is a good idea to give him a call.” He then said, making me wonder.

I was dying to call him as soon as possible. What the fu** is this man telling now?

“I know I called them amateur. But now, I don’t think any amateur gang would ever even think of fighting with your dad. These people must be dangerous and powerful. We have to be very careful. There is a possibility they have tapped your dad’s phone as well. ” he said thoughtfully.

He is right. There is a possibility of that.

“We can call mom or someone,” I suggested.

“No, Hailey… I don’t think calling anyone right now is a good move. If those people get to know about us, that is too dangerous. They must be furious now because you escaped. ” he said.

“Yes, you are right! But what we should do now?” I asked worriedly.

“I don’t know… Please give me some time to think,” he said.

“What if we call the Police? “I asked.

“Are you insane? How can we trust the police? Those people surely have support from Police as well.” He quickly said.

“Then…” I asked frustratedly. I managed to escape from them, and I thought all my problems are over. But now I can’t even contact my dad. So what is the difference other than I could meet the sexiest man I have ever seen in my life?

“I know your frustration, Hailey. But please give me some time. ” he then said, gently holding my hand and caressing it.

Unlike the other times he touched my hand to support me walking, this touch electrified my whole body… My heart started to beat faster, and my mind went completely blank for a second. If a mere touch from him could make me feel this way, what else he would be able to make me feel if he does other things with my body.

My face turned red as I imagine the “other things” he can do with my body.

God! Something is really wrong with me. He is sexy as hell, that’s true, but how can I think of him when I am in this dangerous situation?

“What happened?” he chuckled, looking at my face.

“Why?” I asked, pretending like I didn’t know what he meant.

“You look like a tomato!” he laughed.

“I am getting cold…” I quickly said to hide the embarrassment.

“Oh! Let me take you to bed, Hailey… You need a good rest more than anything. You have blankets and everything there. Also, you can adjust the heater as you prefer. ” he talked, while he took my hand and made me stand up.

Then he put his arm around my waist and support me to walk.

Can't you just hold me like this, Kai? I won't need anything else to have a good sleep. You are so cozy...

We came to the same bedroom he took me to earlier.

“Just lie on the bed. I will quickly put some medicine to your wounds. “ he said.

“No, Kai. That’s okay… ” I said, yawning…

“Since you took a wash, all the medicine we applied earlier washed out. We need to apply again. You go to sleep and let me do it…” he demanded.

I was not in a mood to argue… Though I slept earlier as well, I was just too sleepy.

When my eyes were shut, he was massaging my ankle gently, applying for some medicine.

How could I get this lucky to meet him? I think it is true that there is a silver lining in every black cloud. Else how could I escape from those people and meet an angel like him… A sexy angel who knows how to take care of a girl…

Well… My type of an angel…