MEGHAN Agreeing to meet with Chase to break up with him must have been the worst idea of my entire, short life. Drenched in a cold sweat, I sat with my back pressed into the cushions of a plane seat. There were voices around me, but my mind couldn't focus on them long enough to hear what they were saying. Good Lord. How did I get into this mess? I tried to think back, remembering Chase pushing me to write something to my parents. There were also short memories from the phone call Chase forced me to make with my mother. That's right... Chase made me speak to everyone, and I was handed a glass of water. Drinking whatever was inside made me dizzy. Now, minute by minute, more of me was coming back, yet I still felt exhausted. My eyelids were sticky, barely able to keep themselves open, and my head rang with a loud migraine. That water Chase offered me must have been spiked with drugs. It would explain my parched throat at the throbbing in my temples. I couldn't function like a nor
CHASE Oh, sweet Meghan. I smirked as I watched her sitting with a solemn expression. I was giving her the first class experience with my private jet and the finest dining any plane can offer, and there she was, looking like the whole world was crashing down on her. What an ungrateful little bitch... "Not a fan of flying?" I asked, and she glared at me with fire in her eyes. "Fuck off, Chase." I smiled again. Her insults won't phase me. I expected this much fight from her. In fact, I was surprised that she was acting so calm. I expected her to freak out and scratch my face, especially when I was touching her and kissing her earlier. Maybe she accepted her fate with me? Nah, too early. She will warm up to me eventually. I didn't force myself on her earlier because I knew that wasn't the way to win her over. No problem, I can wait. "You haven't touched your food. Do you think I poisoned it?" I pressed. I was not willing to spend the entire flight in complete silence. "I wouldn't
ADRIAN "Stop freaking out, dude. I'm sure she is fine with her boyfriend," Luke said, but his words pissed me off more than they comforted me. "She is not 'fine,' Luke. She had been kidnapped by that jerk. I bet he forced her to write that note and got her on the plane. If he hurts her, I swear I'll wring his neck until he sees stars," I barked. "But how can you be sure that she was kidnapped?" Luke asked. "I heard it." I paused to take a deep breath. My body was burning with rage, and I needed to keep my head cool. "She sounded scared. Not like the blushing bride who just eloped with the love of her fucking life." "Alright, what else did she say makes you think she is in trouble?" Luke raised his eyebrows. I took out the note I managed to steal from Natasha when they weren't looking, Maggie's note. "Look at how she signed her name," I said, practically shoving the note at Luke's face. "It just says, 'love, Meg.' I don't get it. What's wrong with this?" Luke looked at me with c
MEGHAN Love? Chase wouldn't know what love is if it smacked him in the face. I heard the whole phone conversation with his father, and it burned my insides. Not that I cared who he married at this point, but how could he do this to me while being engaged to some other girl? He thought he could keep me by his side as some kind of accessory. He must be out of his mind! "We are landing. Don't try to escape or scream for help. My men will be waiting for us at the airport, and if they see you do anything funny, they are instructed to inject you with a sedative. You don't want that, do you, Meg?" Chase waggled his brows. His men? What is he? Part of a Mafia? "Don't worry, Chase, I'll be a good girl. Just don't try to force yourself on me, or I'll bite your dick off," I said and glared at him. Chase grinned. "Feisty, I must say, Meg. I'm enjoying this side of you. You were always so quiet in college. I thought you were shy and sweet. But I like the little bit of fire in you. It turns me
CHASE Meghan was surprisingly calm about this whole thing so I decided to keep a close eye on her. She was up to something, I bet. I let her take her bath then handed her the phone to speak to her father. Risky move, sure, but it was necessary. The last thing I needed was to have her dad file a missing persons report in Boston and get people looking. Meghan was still staring at the phone instead of picking it up. "Go ahead, call your father," I ordered again. "Wha...why?" she hesitated. "Tell him, you are back in Boston but you moved in with your fiancee," I said. I was starting to feel a bit annoyed. What was so hard to understand for her? "Don't say anything you'll regret," I added. "I...I don't remember his number," she said. I smirked and signaled Bronson to hand me her phone. I took it away from her before we boarded the plane and only let her use it to call her mother. "Here. Call him from this and give it back to me," I said. "There were a few misscalls from him alread
ADRIANDad tried to discourage me one last time before I got on the plane, but I didn't listen. My mind was full of Meghan. If they are not going to try everything to get to her, then I will.I called Tiffany and gave her some lame excuse because I didn't want to hurt her. I will explain everything once I get back to Miami.Maybe I should've done this when Maggie first moved away because if I had, we wouldn't be in this situation. If I had asked her to stay in Miami, maybe she wouldn't have moved to Boston, and then Chase would've never come into the picture.But it was too late to think about all that.I checked into my hotel room and jumped into bed. It had been a long night, so I could hardly keep my eyes open. I looked at my phone, hoping to see a message from Maggie. Or a miscall. But there was none, so I sent her a message. Maybe she wasn't in a position to call but a text message...My phone blinked after a few minutes, so I snatched it off the end table.'Adrian, I told you I
MEGHANChase kept his end of the deal and didn't bother me at night, but I still tried to stay awake in case he decided to pay me a nightly visit.But I couldn't stay awake all night. Soon, I slipped into a deep slumber. Being tired from the plane ride didn't help either.I didn't wake up until it was morning. Warm sunlight hit my face, jerking me awake. I pulled myself into a sitting position and looked around but it was just me in the room. I wondered why Chase didn't come and wake me up. I went to the bathroom and then splashed some water in my eyes then headed to the door. I jiggled the knob and pulled, but the door didn't budge.Of course it was locked. Typical.... I banged on the door hoping somebody would hear me. "Anybody out there? Open the door please!" I yelled until the door burst open.An older woman stared at me, smiling. "I see you are awake. I was about to come over and wake you up for breakfast. Chase is waiting for you," she said. "Who are you supposed to be, his
ADRIANIt wasn't hard to find the girls' dorms. I marched straight into the main office and cleared my throat.The blonde girl at the front desk looked up, and her eyes lit up. She must've been sitting here all day, bored out of her mind."Hey! Haven't seen you around here before," she chirped. She had a friendly smile on her face, much more welcoming than the woman before."Hey, I am Adrian." I smiled widely, trying to turn up my charm."Hey, Adrian," what can I do for you?" she asked, returning my smile."I'm looking for someone. My girlfriend. Can you help me?" I asked. I hope I didn't hit another dead end again."Sure, what's her name?" she asked."Lisa," I said quickly. Maybe this girl is more willing to help me than the grumpy woman at the admissions office.The blonde raised an eyebrow. "Lisa? That's a common name. We have five Lisas around here, so you need to narrow it down for me. What's her last name?""Lisa Mendez," I said.She stared at me for a few seconds without blinki