Chapter 4:- Hide and Seek

Damon glanced at his wristwatch, his patience thinning. "She should be out by now, it's been over ten minutes."

“Master,” Tiger spoke up, a sly smile playing at his lips. 

“Is she the one?” Damon asked, his eyes scanning for answers.

 “Yes, boss, she’s Kane Blackwood’s daughter," He said with a grin on his face.

"Good; this is the perfect opportunity for us, a direct line to Blackwood territory.” Damon smiled, turning his face to the direction of Anna's room.

Tiger’s grin widened. “So, do we call him? Let him know we have his little princess?”

“Not yet,” Damon replied sharply.

"There’s no need to rush. Kane doesn’t even know she’s here.” His voice lowered.

A dark smile played at the corners of his mouth. “Once she’s mine in every way, with my seed in her womb, then we’ll make the call. By then, Blackwood will be begging to meet my terms.”

He took a step toward the stairs, his tone icy with control. “Tell the men I’m not to be disturbed.”

Tiger gave a respectful nod,  “Understood, boss.”

Damon ascended the stairs toward Anna’s room, loosening his sleeves and undoing the top button of his shirt.

But as he opened the door, his smile vanished. The room was empty.

“What?” His eyes narrowed, his jaw tightening as he took in the open window.

A slow burn of fury ignited within him. She had slipped through his fingers just as he’d thought he had her under control.

His fists clenched, and he muttered through gritted teeth, “So, this little mouse thinks she can escape.”

He stormed out of the room, fury blazing in his eyes. His gaze fell on the guards stationed outside, who flinched, sensing the wrath building within him.

With a slight gesture, he motioned to them, his voice cold and cutting. "Search the entire property," he commanded. "Bring my little runaway back to me, and don’t even think of returning without her."

The guards exchanged wary looks, swallowing hard before nodding in unison. "Yes, sir." They scattered immediately.

Damon clenched his fists, steadying himself as he took a slow, controlled breath.

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                     Anna's POV

With my heart, beating faster, I leaped through the window, landing on the grass below with a thud.

 I barely took a breath before I scrambled to my feet, sprinting towards the tall fence at the edge of Damon’s estate. The sound of footsteps behind me sent a surge of panic through my veins.

 Reaching the top, I swung my legs over, and without hesitation, dropped down into the thick brush below. I stumbled, but I couldn’t afford to stop, not with Damon’s men already catching up, their shouts getting closer.

I ran through the trees, practically throwing myself into the path of an approaching cab.

 I waved my arms frantically, and by some miracle, it stopped. I open the door and dove inside.

“Drive!” I gasped, slamming the door shut.

The driver looked confused but didn’t hesitate, he just nodded, his foot pressing harder on the gas.

“Where to, ma’am? You look like you’re running from something…or someone.”

I clenched my jaw, willing myself to hold it together. I should go to the police, to put an end to this, but right now, I needed to see my mother, to make sure she was safe.

“Take me to Jones’s Hospital,” I said, my voice shaky, tears blurring my vision.

He raised an eyebrow. “That’s a bit far, but I can get us there in about an hour.”

I swept my hair out of my face, “Just…please. Go as fast as you can.”

The cab stopped in front of the hospital.My hands were trembling as I paid and pushed the door open. 

I didn’t look back, running inside and asking for my mother’s ward. I could feel my heart pounding in my chest as I sprinted towards her ward.

I pushed through the door and saw the doctor talking to her. Her face was pale, her eyes tired.

I didn’t care what he was saying. I ran to her and threw my arms around her, tears flooding my eyes as I buried my face in her shoulders.

She whispered, her voice weak but full of gratitude, “I don’t know how you did it, but thank you. Thank you for paying the hospital bills.”

“Huh?” I pulled back slightly, confusion flooding my mind. I glanced at the doctor, then quickly returned my gaze to my mother.

“I don’t understand,” I said, my voice trembling. “I didn’t pay any bills, I... I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

The doctor smiled softly, almost knowingly. “A woman reached out to me three hours ago,” he explained. “Said she wanted to pay for her bills.”

“A woman?” My heart skipped a beat. “Where is she?” 

“She just left. Her car should be right outside the building,” the doctor said.

I wiped the tears from my eyes, still trying to process everything. “I should see her. $100,000 is a lot of money.”

“Be right back, Mum.” I forced a smile before standing up, my legs shaky.

She nodded, her voice gentle, “Alright, honey.”

I stepped outside the hospital. There, parked right outside, was a sleek limousine.

The window rolled down, and a voice called my name, “Anna, over here.”

I walked toward the car, my heart racing with anticipation, and climbed in.

Turning toward the woman, I stammered, “I… I don’t know you, but I… I deeply appreciate you for helping my mum.”

She smiled at me, her hand gently rested on mine. “I didn’t do it, Anna. My boss did.”

“Your boss?” I felt a tug of confusion. “Who’s your boss?”

“Hold on,” she said quietly, then stepped out of the car.

 Seconds later, the door opened again, and a man slid into the seat across from me.

My breath caught in my throat as he spoke, his voice cold, “Did you really think you could run away from me?”

My eyes went wide as I froze. I fumbled with the door handle, my hands shaking as I struggled to open it. But it was already locked.

"Oh, lest I forget," he said, his voice low. "Before you scream, you should know that this vehicle is soundproofed."

My heart raced as I struggled against his grip. But he was too strong, his fingers digging into my skin as he pulled me closer. He tore my dress with a violent rip, exposing my breasts.

I screamed and struggled against him, my hands pushing at his chest. But he was unrelenting, his grip like iron as he forced me down.

"Juicy boobs," he exclaimed. I gasped as he bent down, his hot breath against my skin.

"Leave me alone," I screamed, tears blurring my vision as I pushed at his chest. But he wouldn't budge.

He made his way to my thigh, his fingers digging into my flesh as he pulled at my leggings. I pushed against him, but he only slapped me, the sting of his hand against my skin making me gasp.

"This won't take long," he chuckled, his breath hot against my breast.

I clawed at him, digging my nails into his skin, desperate to get away. But he didn't seem to feel a thing, his eyes fixed on my chest as he reached for my bra.

"No!" I screamed, tears streaming down my face. But he didn't listen, his fingers tugging at the fabric. Just as I thought it was about to rip, he suddenly stopped, his eyes narrowing.