Chapter 100
- Kidnapped.
** Avery, s
-One day ago-
I wake up to the sound of my own groans and some rummaging around me. When I open my eyes first thing I notice is Ethan going through my stuff with his back towards me. He has searched through my entire room.
What is he looking for?
Panic rises, and I try to lift my head off the pillow. That’s when the tight rope tied around my wrists and ankles digging into the skin makes itself known.
“What are you doing?” I ask, but my voice comes out as a low rasp. My back hurts and my muscles are sore. I want to move, but the ropes bite into my skin, holding me in place. My heart races as the reality of the situation sinks in. Ethan has lost his mind.
You’re a fucking millionaire,” he turns and says casually as he takes a seat on the bed’s corner.
I stay quiet, unable to process. How he got the guts to kidnap me. He should know this will not end well.
You didn’t change your lifestyle. So it was impossible for anyone to make a guess…” He fixes his gaze at me as I try to keep my focus on him. My head is still foggy. “If I had this money, I would have invested in some luxury and one full–time bodyguard,” he says and laughs.
His laughter is manic and I realise I made a big mistake by not keeping Raylan longer around me. Miles asked me many times if I would like to keep a bodyguard. I denied saying all our problems were left behind. Because we were having negotiations with Della.
“Were you behind the attack? The one I have accused Della for?”
He snorts. “Maybe..”
I look at him. “Why? What did you want?” I ask, dreading the reply. It makes little sense. I am not sure if I can keep my shit together if he says he wanted to kill me.
He gets up and stretches his back. “I wanted Della out of my way. I mean, she is such a pester,” he says with annoyance. “I thought it would be a nice setup to frame her for your attack. She will go to jail and I will convince you to date me again.”
I let out a humorless laugh. “Didn’t you realize I won’t date you because you dumped me like dirt, Ethan?”
He rolls his eyes. “I would have made it up if you had given me a chance. Everyone deserves a second chance.”
I go quiet and he is the one who breaks the silence. “I have to ask. How did you pull this off? All this money? And
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why you didn’t go lavish.”
I won’t tell him about the contract with Miles. And about going lavish? It was a decision I made when Lena and Jake studied M Miller’s profile. They showed me how someone with so much assets kept a low public profile. We literally couldn’t find a single image of him online. It gave him his freedom. Less publicity meant less risk. Everything was perfect until this day.
“I always wondered how the hell you were living in a place like this,” Ethan sneers, looking around. I blink. How did he know where I live? Then I remember Ethan had fucking PI on me. Because he had to report it to my dad. The question is…. how much he knows about my life?
“I told myself maybe you are earning good from your stupid music company and you must have rented this place… But now I can see you own this place too.” He laughs, waving my apartment papers in my face.
“You bought this place for twenty million. Wow. Just Wow.” He shakes his head, anger spreading across his face. “Here I am struggling to clear dues for loan sharks and you are swimming in fucking money! This changes everything. I am glad I came here to see you.”
I blink, trying to make sense.
“Is this why you vanished from California? Because you have people behind your back?”
He stares at me, trying to evaluate if I am worth the talk or not.
I always solved your problems, Ethan. Don’t you remember that? Tell me How much you owe them?” I try to coax him.
He snorts. “You rejected me. Why should I trust you now.”
I want to roll my eyes so hard. This man is so delusional. Was he hit in head somewhere? But I should stay on the topic.
*Please tell me. Who are they, and how much do you owe them?”
“Russian mafia.” He mutters. “I didn’t know this when I took the loan. I invested it at insane interest rates, thinking I could make a quick buck. But it all went downhill. Now I can’t pay it back, and they’re out to kill me. Believe me, fucking revenue department behind my ass is not even a problem.”
“How much? I have cash and jewelry in the safe right now.”
He laughs and brings his face near me.
“You are offering me peanuts? Don’t worry about that. I have figured out you must have enough. And I will take it from you.”
A shiver passes my spine as he whispers into my ear. “I will take everything, Avery. It’s been a while. Do you know how hard it was for me to stop myself while you were unconscious. I wanted to have some fun with you.“
His hand makes its way towards my thigh. Rage rises inside me and I head butt him. Ethan stumbles back, holding
his nose.
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“DONT TOUCH ME!” I scream. “HELP! SOMEONE HELP ME.”
I know it’s pointless. These apartments are soundproof.
“Fucking bitch. I have to level up,” he says as he slaps across my face. Sharp pain hits me and darkness spreads across my eyes.
They say when your end is near, your whole life flashes across your eyes. You also think about the stuff you wanted to do. So I dream…. About Miles….. About us. We are running on the beach while a little child trails behind us. He is trying to get a hold on us.
I turn and call him out, “Come! Catch me.”
The sound of the crashing waves and the warm sun on my skin make me feel alive. The little boy giggles and calls me out, “Mommy! Slow. Run Slow.”
I stop, and Miles holds my hand. I look at him, smiling. I want to remember this moment forever.
When I open my eyes, tears stream down my face. I want the dream to be true. But in current reality I am tied to a wall, sitting on a hard ground in some dingy warehouse. The air is thick with the stench of mildew and decay. He has tied my hands using hand cuffs this time.
This is worse than before. I shouldn’t have screamed or hit him. I was safer in my apartment. I do not know where I am or how I’m going to get out of this. I wish it’s a nightmare and I want to wake up.
I hear footsteps approaching, and my heart races. Has he handed me to fucking mafia men? They will take the money and kill us both. I hope Ethan knows it would be stupid of him to expect that Mafia will let any of us go alive.
The footsteps grow louder, and to my relief, Ethan’s face appears in front of me.
“You’re awake. Good.” He is holding my laptop.
‘Do you have any idea how much trouble it was to take you out of that building?” He has a black eye because of the hit I gave him.
How did you do that?”
I stuffed you in a suitcase, Avery, you are so tiny.” He laughs, proud of his accomplishment.
A chill passes down my spine. He can kill me and throw me away, and no one would know. I would just be a news ‘eport. I would be that girl who was killed and stuffed in a suitcase.
I bought quite some stuff from your home. We have little time now. Your husband kept calling. I was afraid he would visit the apartment if he got suspicious.”
Hope flares in my heart. Is Miles looking for me?
My phone rings. My heart hitches when Ethan takes out my phone and cuts the call. Then he unlocks it.
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“How did you manage that?”
He snorts “Finger locks, Avery,” he says, and I wince. “I changed the code after unlocking it.”
“He is still clueless about your kidnapping.” He snorts. “I have been your boysister for years… So I know how you talk. I just told him you were too tired,” he says, typing something on my phone.
“I am telling him you are at a hair salon appointment. He will call you after… So we only have a few hours to figure everything out.”
His statement makes me realize it’s the next morning, and I have been kidnapped for over 16 hours. No wonder my stomach is churning and my throat is scratchy as hell.
He puts the phone in his pocket and says, “It’s interesting that you have saved his name as ‘My Fake husband aka Real Boysister‘. So it means he is not even your husband. Your marriage was a facade.”
Ethan chuckles and says, “He was worried if you had your dinner or not….” Then he frowns. “Oh God, where are my manners? I should offer you some water.”
I swallow hard. I can’t help it when tears slip out of my eyes.
Ethan’s expression softens for a moment, and he kneels down beside me. “I’m sorry, Avery. But I have no choice. I owe some bad people a lot of money, and this is the only way I can pay them back.”
“And then what? Will you let me go?”
“Sure. You just have to cooperate,” he says, offering me a bottle near my mouth. I gulp it greedily and some water spills on my chest.
He touches my arm, and I jerk it away.
‘We should talk about business now… Let’s get this over with. Please.” I am exhausted from the fear and uncertainty. I don’t know how much longer I can hold.
Alright. I was just trying to make you comfortable. There is nothing I cannot offer what you get from your fake husband,” he sneers as he places my laptop in front of me. That’s when I notice a gun holster under his jacket.
Whats up between you two… I have so many questions. And I saw the statement from your bank. The numbers are unbelievable. Anyway… I will give you some account numbers and you will transfer all your money in it. Right in ront of me.”
And what next? How can I be sure that I will be safe after I have given you the money?”
le drained my father’s company to the point where we went from top pioneers to the one who are barely surviving. le will do the same with me. I don’t think he will let me go after this.
You have little bargaining power, Avery. I get to choose, not you.”
shake my head. Trying to reason. “The Revenue department is after you. You need an exit plan from, I need an exit lan. I won’t give you money unless you tell me some solutions which work for both of us.”
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He chuckles. “And with your money, I can live anywhere in the world and you have to trust me. That’s all you can do.”
I bite my lips, trying to consider what to tell him. “My money is tied up in investment funds.” I tell him, afraid of his
reaction.
“WHAT? Are you trying to mess with me?” He grabs my collar and pulls me near his face.
“You think I won’t do what it takes to get the money, Right? You never took me seriously… you whore,” he growls.
“I am not lying.” I gasp as hard metal digs into my wrists and I cry in pain. “You know how it works, Ethan. We all do investment plans. I cannot give you money immediately. I can only get derivatives.”
“You know what? It’s time for me to level up. You are a member of that sex club, so I’m sure you would enjoy this.”
A/N:I am sorry for non–existent updates. I lost my phone a while back. My drafts were gone with it. It really demotivated me from writing more. This story is almost at the end and I will wrap it a few chapters..
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