Becoming Mrs. Martin

Endangered

Austin's POV...

I am standing by the window looking at the big city. I looked at the time and it's already past 2 am. I poured some wine and slowly drank it. Suddenly, I felt two warm hands wrapped around my waist. I turned around and looked at the owner of these hands. She's really pretty, yes. She has bright blue eyes and a blonde hair, like a living barbie doll. I met her at the club last night and I don't even remember her name. She smiled sweetly and hugged me more tightly.

"What are you doing here?" she asked. "Why are you not sleeping?"

"Well, I am just thinking of some things." I answered and kissed her forehead. "Go back to sleep."

"Austin..I..I think I've fallen in love with you.." she whispered, "Can we maybe take our relationship to the next stage?"

My brows automatically went up. "Love?"

"Yes. The moment I saw you, I felt it." She answered.

I just chuckled. "Don't talk about love carelessly."

"But Austin..It's true." She insisted.

My mood suddenly changed. What kind of girl is she? Aah, maybe one of those girls who want to bait me into marrying them. One of those who wants my money. I can't believe this. I immediately removed her hands from me and drank my wine.

"Leave." I said calmly.

"But why? Did I say something wrong?" she asked.

"YES. What did you just say? You've fallen in love with me? Haha!" I said mockingly. "I want you to leave now. We just slept together and had a one night thing. That's all. And that doesn't mean that we can go to the next level. We don't have a relationship. Remember that. So, leave."

"Oh, you are really what they said you are, ruthless and uncaring." she said and she started to put on her clothes. "I thought we had a connection."

"Whatever." I commented.

"Yeah, right." she said on the verge of crying. "Bye!"

She collected all of her things and run out of the hotel room slamming the door behind her. Well, what can I say? I am very used to this kind of situation. I just shook my head and poured more wine to my glass. I drank more and more and more until I doze off to sleep.

"I will never love a guy like you. Please don't bother me anymore."

I read the words, again and again as I wipe my tears away.

Then, I woke up with real tears in my eyes. After all these years, I am still having that dream. That particular dream that I consider as my worst nightmare. I wiped my tears and went to shower. Maybe, just maybe, the shower can do something about the pain that I suddenly felt. Maybe it can be washed away. Maybe. Just maybe.

***

A.E's POV...

"Marissa, were you able to order the my favorite Chanel scent?" I asked. "I need them now."

"Oh, sorry Miss. I wasn't informed about your favorite scent." Marissa answered nervously. "That's why, I wasn't able to order anything..yet."

I glared at her and raised my brows. She's been my P.A for the last 2 weeks and actually she's doing a little bit of a good job. But today, she made the greatest mistake of her life.

"So, you mean to say..you still don't have it?!" I asked sharply. I am pissed off. I needed that perfume. My father's grand ball will be this evening and I don't have my favorite scent! "You're fired!"

"W-what?!" she gasp in surprise.

"I said, you're fired!" I hissed. "You ruined my plan for this evening...do you know how much I wanted to be perfect for tonight's event?!"

"I'm sorry, Miss. Please don't remove me." she pleaded.

"No! You're fired. Leave!" I hissed again pointing at the door.

She was now crying, not moving out. I nodded at my bodyguard to escort her out of my room.

"And by the way..my favorite scent is N°5 L'EAU Grand Flacon Crystal!!" I emphasized as if it was even necessary for her know now.

It's not like she still needs to know that. I already fired her!

And she was out of room, out of my life. I sighed out my frustration. What am I gonna do now?

"Butler Jo, I need a new PA.." I blurted out as soon as Butler Jo answered his phone.

"But Miss, Marissa was just hired two weeks ago." he commented

"I don't care! I said I need a new PA!" I yelled, totally pissed.

"I understand, Miss." he answered and I hung up.

I lay down my bed trying to think what scent can I use for this evening instead.

***

I was walking at our garden and sat on a bench. It was a long evening. Good thing I still have my Hermés 24 Faubourg, so I was saved by the bell, even though it's not my favorite scent. Everything went perfectly fine I think. And my Dad introduced me to a lot of eligible bachelors tonight. Well, he said that it's time for me to be engaged now. He even wants me to meet someone. He's been mentioning him for days now. He even said he's a very smart man..that from being poor, he became very successful at a young age through hard work.

What's his name again?!

Albert? Andrew?

All I know is it starts with an 'A'.

Right. Martin is his family name.

Well, if we're compatible then..I'll become..Mrs. Martin.

Mrs. Anica Elaine Martin.

Sounds pretty good..I kinda like it...right!

I laughed out loud. I sighed knowing Dad's right. I'm already 26 years old and I'm still an NBSB (No Boyfriend Since Birth).

Yeah, right! 26 years of no love life!

Don't get me wrong, I have a lot of suitors. But I just don't like any of them. And if I was interested in someone, they avoid me. It's either they are intimidated or they're gay.

They're all gay!

Or they just don't like me?

Well, base on my temperament, nobody really ever liked me except my father and Butler Jo. Even my mother never liked me. That's why she left, right?

I sighed again and I just stared at the night sky with stars shining brightly. My heels hurt a bit now after hours of standing and walking with it. So, I decided to remove it and put is aside. It feels so good to be totally alone. I escaped from the eagle eyes of B1 and B2, my bodyguards.

B1 and B2

I laughed again at their nicknames, I was a genius for calling them like that. Their names are actually Kian and Edward, but I like calling them B1 and B2. It sounds fun.

Hey, I'm laughing alone like crazy! Stop!

Now, I look like a lunatic laughing all by myself while staring at the sky. I breathe in deeply, smelling the fresh air in our garden. I'll stay here for a while coz I know that any minute from now, B1 and B2 will soon find me. I closed my eyes and savored my time alone.

Then, my heart suddenly sunk when I heard some noise in the background. I opened my eyes immediately and looked around. Then I saw someone wearing black running towards me. Before I can even shout, the man was able to cover my mouth and nose with a wet cloth. And then everything went dark.

***

Austin's POV...

I hate parties. But according to Anthony, it is really important for me to attend this grand ball. Because I've already talked to Mr. Adams and I've expressed my interest with his daughter. Well, I think he's right because Mr. Adams looked delighted. It would be very beneficial for me to make the right connections. After all, Mr. Oliver Adams is one of the most influential billionaires of his time. I have always admired his managing skills. One time at the university, when he was invited to speak for us, I was really inspired. He made me crave for success. I shook my head and walked out of the ballroom, into the gardens. I was having a time of myself when I saw a beautiful woman sitting on a bench from a distance. It looks like she was enjoying her time alone 'coz she was laughing like crazy. She looks familiar though. I have seen her somewhere. Well, I don't know why but I hid myself in a bush, not wanting to disturb her. I just watched her as she removed her heels and stared at the sky. She closed her eyes. I smiled. So, after all, there are also people out there who wants to have their time alone. Away from everyone, away from everything.

I sighed and turned to a different direction. I will let her be and enjoy her time. I was about to walk away when I heard some noise. I looked back right away and I saw two men in black, one was carrying the woman in his shoulder, running away.

"What's going on?" I asked myself as I soon realized what's happening. "Hey!"

I ran after them as they sneak out of the garden through a small gate at the back part of the mansion. I called Anthony right away to call the police for a back up. I also told him to speed up my car and bring it at the back part of the mansion.

"Hurry up!" I yelled and hung up.

I followed, running after them. They placed the woman in the back seat and one was about enter the passenger seat when I reach him.

"Where do you think you're going?!" I hissed and punched him immediately.

He was a strong masculine guy with a big body. But I am, too. He winced in pain but was still able to push me back. I was about to grab him again when his companion suddenly fired a gunshot and tried to aim for me. I immediately tried to avoid it but I was too late. It got me in my right upper arm.

They immediately entered the car again and close the doors. I still tried to pound on the car doors while it's speeding away. And on time, I saw my car approaching, stopping in front of me. I grab Anthony out of the driver's seat and immediately went inside.

"Go buy some flat shoes and bring it to where ever my car stops!" I commanded.

"You're bleeding boss!" he gasp looking worried.

"Just do what I tell you!..and go buy the shoes!" I yelled again.

I drove my car right away, following the car who took the girl away. I called Anthony again telling him to start tracking my car and inform the rest of the guests and the host, Mr. Adams, about the situation.

"About the shoes, buy several sizes. Buy a pretty one, probably black with some ribbon. It matches her dress." I commanded over the phone. "and one more thing..Tell the police to go to hell!"

Where are they? Why are they so slow? I am now really pissed off. I just kept following the car, not minding the pain I'm feeling in my arm.

***

A.E's POV...

I woke up with a throbbing head ache. I slowly opened my eyes and all I saw was darkness.

Am I dead?

Is this after life?

Am I in hell now?

I shook my head and everything went a little clearer. No, I'm not dead. Then I noticed that I am now locked up in a small room. My hands and feet are both tied up and I have a duct tape covering my mouth.

What's going on?

Then, reality sink in as I heard men laughing outside the room. They took me. I started to feel afraid and tears began pouring from my eyes.

Am I gonna die?

But I didn't even have any boyfriends yet!

I CAN'T DIE!

I cried silently thinking how pitiful I am to die as a virgin. I haven't even been kissed. Oh, my gosh! This is so not happening. I have not even used my favorite scent tonight and I believe my make up have smudged all over my face. I can't die at this situation! I need to die beautiful!

I need to get out of here! I can't die ugly!

Then I calmed down and tried to think of ways to get out.

Think! Think! Think!

Then the man in black entered the room and walked towards me. He slowly removed the duct tape from my mouth.

"Hey, beautiful!" he said in a dangerous voice. Then his hand tried to touch my face.

"Don't you dare touch me with that disgusting hand of yours, you filthy..filthy HIPPO!" I yelled.

Hippo?

Really?

That's the best you got, A.E?

The man in front of me just laughed out loud. He then glared at me sending chills to my bones. Even though his face was covered in a mask. I can still see his eyes clearly. I swallowed hard trying to wet my dry throat.

"Interesting." he said and turned his back on me. "I'll be calling your father now. Make sure to tell him to follow our orders or..you're dead!"

I stiffened. I can't be afraid now. I know that one point in my life this would happen. That they'll use me to get a ransom money from my dear dad. I am really pissed with this kinds of men.

"You don't seem to be like a man who can't work!" I bravely yelled. "Instead of using your big body to work hard and get your own money, you go out k********g daughters of a random rich man to get money from them! Where's your pride as a man?! You better-"

"SHUT UP!" he growled interrupting me.

I guess the truth hurts!

I rolled my eyes at him when he glared at me. He dialed a number on his phone and put it in a loudspeaker when it was answered.

"Hello?" I heard my dad's worried voice on the other line.

My heart hurt hearing how worried my father is.

"I have your daughter." the man in a mask said.

"He already knows that, i***t!" I hissed looking at him. "Duh? Isn't obvious that he's worried? Common sense. I'm his only daughter, of course he knows that you have me."

"Anica Elaine, are you okay?" my dad ask after hearing my voice.

"Yes, dad. Don't worry. I don't think the guy here is vicious enough to hurt me." I answered calmly.

"What do you want from me?" my dad ask the man, sensing that I am really okay.

"I already sent you the instructions of where you need to put the money. After I get it, I'll give your daughter back to you." he said coldly.

Then he ended the call and looked at me.

"You better be a good girl." he said and walked out of the room, slamming the door behind him.

Then after sometime, two other guys went inside to give me food.

"Eat." one of them said.

I look at the food placed on an aluminum plate with a glass of water.

In fairness, they're thoughtful to even bring water.

"How can I eat that with my hands all tied up?" I ask looking at them sharply.

They looked at each other.

"She's right! She can't eat with tied hands!" one with a cap said.

"But Boss will get mad if we remove the tie of her hands!" the other one reasoned.

"Okay. Lets just feed her." the one with a cap suggested

"You feed her." the other one said

"What? No, you feed her." the cap guy said.

"But it was your suggestion." the other one reasoned.

"Even though-" the cap guy said.

"Hello, I'm here!" I interrupted. "It's not like I can't hear you."

Idiots! And to think they dared to kidnap me?

"If you both don't wanna feed me, I can feed myself just fine." I said firmly looking at each one of them. "Just untie my hands and I'll eat by myself. It's not like I can even escape here when my hands are not tied, right? After all, I'm just a weak girl."

"She's right!" one said and cut off the rope tying my hands.

Gosh, I got bruises in my hand! I'll never forgive them for getting my precious hand bruised!

They left me after that, closing the door. I immediately untied my feet. Bruises as well. I look around but I don't see anything I can use to smash their heads. Then, I saw the fork. I stared at it with evil eyes.

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