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My Kidnapper, My Protector 17
"To those who robbed my bank, I'd like to say this: You won't get away with it!" Firmly declared my father, straightening in his armchair. "No matter where you hide, you won't be able to escape justice! Eventually, you'll be found and you'll understand how wrong you were to try to mess with me. Because by robbing me, you've not only attacked me, but also the whole United States! And you can count on me to know no rest until you're caught and punished for your crimes!" My father was always talented when it came to speeches. After having heard his powerful message about justice and freedom, I felt pride wash over me at the sight of my father's moral values."Very well said, Mr MacCarthy!" Nodded the journalist, obviously sensitive to his speech. "Lastly, would you mind telling me what the Carmichael gang took away from you?""They stole 20 000 $ exactly!" Exclaimed my father, sounding offended. "The savings of a whole nation! Thousands of deserving lives found themselves ruined becau
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"No." I shook my head stubbornly, settling back my spoon beside the bowl. "I won't eat no more." There was no way I give him the satisfaction to find out I ate, finally. Plus, I didn't need to eat anyway. I was fine, I was all good! And since I was near the desk, I decided to seach it again. I knelt in front of the wooden furniture, opening all the black drawers. This time, I took more care in everything I've found. One of the books was a register. I settled it down the desk, but could hardly decipher it because I didn't know what all those numbers reffered to. Shrugging, I just placed it back where I found it and pulled another book. This one looked more like a notebook, with a black cover but no title. I curiously held it out to the light for a further inspection, when something slipped out of the pages. Kneeling, I picked it up to see exactly what it was. That was a picture, showing a smiling young woman with shoulder-lenght auburn curls, rosy cheeks and bright blue eyes, carele
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"What did you say about my Dad?!" I exclaimed, immediately joining the two men."That's none of your business, bitch!" Spat Mike, threateningly stepping in front of Anton."As long as it concerns my father, that is." I calmly yet firmly objected. Mike took a few steps toward me, looking down at me. Despite being shorter than him of a few inches, I coldly held his gaze without showing any fear. Honestly, I was way too infuriated and in need of answers about my father to even care about what he'd do or say."Lesson number one, bitch!" Groaned the masked man. "When I tell you something, you don't talk back to me!""Tell me what you were saying about my father." I insisted, apparently unfazed."I told you no talking back, bitch!" Yelled Mike, starting to loose his composure."Oh, you were talking to me?" I defiantly asked, raising my chin slightly. "Well I'm sorry, I didn't understand, I thought you were talking to someone named bitch! My name's Joan." Mike's shoulders shook as he g
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"I don't care." I shook my head, crossing my arms. "I'm not eating!" I knew I was playing a dangerous game by provocating him, but it was maybe worth the try. If the gang leader promised my dad to return me unharmed to him, he'd probably bring me back sooner if I refused to eat, before I suffer from starvation."I don't know what game you're playing!" He strongly said with a stern expression, his hands on his slender waist. "But soon or later, you'll need to eat!" Instead of arguing with him, I gave Anton the silent treatment. I was maybe acting like a sulking brat, but at least, while I was doing that I was in control; I was in control and I had the power because he didn't know what I was thinking."Can I take a shower, please?" I instead asked in a soft voice, changing subject. Anton seemed a little surprised by the change of subject, but he was still fuming. He took several deep breaths and unballed his fists a few times before to answer:"Yes, go ahead. You don't need to
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Without a word, he paused just as he was about to exit the cabinet. Then, he slowly spun around and walked back to me, though he didn't stand too close. But even in the dark, the intensity with which he looked at me made my skin burn. A ray of moonlight spred itself through the window, lightening his pale face for a moment. He was paler than later in the day, his ebony black hair messy around his angular face and the bruise on his cheekbone of a deeper shade of purple."Why?" He repeated, a tired smile stretching his lips. "Because I gave my word that I wouldn't let no harm come to you, that's why." With that, he grabbed my arm and gave it a gentle tug to incitate me to follow him. This time, I did nothing to draw my arm back or slap his hand away. He led the way back to his room and this time, I followed him in without protesting or trying to run away again."Mr Carmichael?" I asked, as he plopped down on his bed."Mmh?" Tiredly grunted the black haired man, looking up at me quizz
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Shit! I just couldn't believe I had miscalculated the height of the building! Now, I was free falling, maybe to my freedom but also maybe to my death! Clawing toward the window sill, I tightly closed my eyes and readied for the hard impact. But nothing came. Instead of feeling my bones breaking in impossible angles against the concrete floor, I felt something warm, large and smooth wrap itself around my hand. Opening my eyes, I saw I wasn't falling anymore. Looking up, I met the dark brown eyes of Anton Carmichael. The latter had managed to slip his arm through the narrow window just in time to catch me."Don't let go, Miss MacCarthy!" He whisper-yelled, his voice sounding almost reassuring in the dark."As if I was going to let go!" I forced myself to tease him back, though I was scared he'd let me fall and break my neck. Actually, even though I considered struggling to break free from his grip for a few seconds, I immediately rejected that idea. Doing that would probably kill me,
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