Chapter 5

Mia’s pov

The sound of glass shattering at once, coupled with the loud, defending sounds of gunshots, made my heart instantly fly into my throat.

What was happening? I asked myself in fear just as I noticed men dressed in black start to jump into to house through the broken window all ar once.

What happened next was so unexpected.

One moment I was still screaming in fright, and next, Mr. Romero’s got shot a couple of times from different directions, just as he was about to lift off me. A horrified scream tore out of my throat just as he collapsed on top of me in a dead heap.

Who were this people? What do they want? I asked myself just as some of those masked men moved forward to kick the heavy body off me, and with tears still streaming down my face and horrified scream ringing loudly around the room, i felt like I was going to faint when two of the men holsted me up in the next moment.

“Please don’t kill me.” I cried out with tears pouring down my face, as I got pulled forward very roughly that I got light headed for a few seconds. When my head cleared a little, I was being shoved into a kneeling position before someone sitting on one of Mr. Romero’s couch.

He had on a mask over his face, and one of his legs were crossed over the other. I was still crying and shakily pleading for my life, I didn’t want to die this way. These men seem like they didn’t care about killing whoever they wanted to kill, which made my heart thud fearfully more and more.

In as much as I silently registered the fact that these people had shown up at a right time to stop Mr. Romero from raping me, I couldn’t help but grasp unto the horrible fact that my new husband was now dead, I had watched him get shot before me.

They were definitely going to kill me as well, there was no escaping it, and that made me only sob harder. The person whom I had been forced to kneel against was still in the same position that he had been in minutes ago, that it took me by surprise when he finally slowly unfolded his legs to lean forward a little.

I leaned back on instincts and was instantly shoved forward by a hand, making a startled cry spill past my lips. The man whom I had been forced to kneel before, leaned even forward until he was staring deeply into my eyes through his mask that I had just noticed was different from the other’s, his only covered his nose downwards while the others’ own were full masks with spaces for their eyes, nose and mouth.

I blinked a little when the man leaned forward even more, and then I instantly flinched when he suddenly grasped my jaw and tugged my head sideways, which made a helpless sob spill past my lips.

“Please don’t kill me.” I whispered shakily on feeling his grip firm on my chin. He finally released his hold on my jaw, but when I attempted to sigh in relief, his hands were digging into my hair to tug on it, making another sob tear out of my lips, as tears began to pour down my cheeks once again. His grip in my hair was hard, painful and unforgiving and I watched as he regarded me for a few more moments.

His eyes were the brightest grey color I’ve ever seen, and they held so much anger and threat of so much power that made me want to cower in fear, but his hand was still tangled tightly in my hair.

He finally let out a low hum, the first sound he’d be making since I was made to kneel down in this spot. His voice was deep and it only managed to make me more frightened.

He loosened his hold in my hair and his eyes dropped on my very exposed cleavage, and I watched as his brows furrowed before he let out another hum that sounded so much like approval.

“This would do just perfectly.” His voice was low and deep as he spoke, sounding so powerful that I began to sob once again.

He pushed himself to his feet and i thought he was going to kick me in the face, but he walked past me and threw some words at the other men that made my heart drop into my stomach.

“Bundle her up, we have to get out of here right now.”

I grew frantic and tried to beg more and more, but it was useless. I was tied up in no time and my eyes got blindfolded, before I got lifted my God knows who. The pained cry I let out got muffled by the tape over my mouth, when my shoulder harshly hit a hard surface where I ended up getting dropped in. I was confused as to where I was at, until I felt a door getting slammed shut a few inches away from me. I was undoubtedly in a car’s booth. I thought to myself as I felt the surface beneath me rumble to life, before the moving motion of the car made me instantly light headed.

Tears were streaming down my face as I tried reflecting on what had just happened. I hadn’t realized I was getting married until this morning, and barely seven hours after getting married, my husband was killed atop me, and after everything, I was being kidnapped by someone whom although I had no idea of who he was, I knew he was very powerful already.

And, all these wouldn’t have happened to me if my twin hadn’t decided to run away, knowing that I’d have to step up into her role.

I hated her so much at this point.

It’s very obvious at this point that I was seriously doomed.

Utterly and completely doomed for.