Adele’s POVI quickly averted my gaze, and Angel walked into one of the offices with the cops.This was my chance, and I needed to act fast.I stood up from the room where I was seated, made my way out towards the front desk without arousing suspicions, and sat down casually beside Camilla.I waited for about a minute or less, before leaning over to Camilla.“Cam, we need to go,” I whispered.“What? Why?” she asked quietly with wide eyes. “Just trust me Cam. Please,” I begged softly. “We need to leave.”Camilla sighed in defeat, but didn’t question me anymore, and we walked out, using the excuse that we needed to check something from our car.“Drive,” I told Camilla the moment we got into the car.Camilla sighed again, and just drove.“Are you going to tell me what’s that all about, or are you just going to continue looking behind us through the mirror,” Camilla asked, in a not so friendly tone. And I understand, I totally do. She has every right to be angry, not after I showed up a
Adele’s POVPanic coursed through my veins, as I feared the worst for Camilla. Could Angel or his men have gotten to her before I did? But how? I know I wasted time before getting here as I was on my feet when I escaped from his house, but has time passed by so fast that they had enough time to get here, turn her house upside down and also bundle her away?Oh God! Did I get reborn just to bring doom to the only true friend I’ve ever had.So many what ifs were going on in my mind, each chilling me to the bones.God please keep Camilla safe. With tear filled eyes I rushed into Camilla’s bedroom, and the sight that welcomed me shattered the last strand of hope I was holding onto.Camilla’s window was broken, with pieces of the glass on the floor. Most of her drawers were overturned, and her dressing mirror had a huge crack across it.“No,” I breathed out in a voice that’s barely above a whisper. “Camilla,” I choked out with fresh tears rolling down my cheeks, as I staggered around the
Adele’s POVMrs. Rossy left me back to the room which I woke up in, and along the way she tried making small conversations, but I wouldn't indulge her, and just remained mute all through.After about two hours of turning and tossing around on the bed, thinking of what to do next, a heavy downpour began, feeling me with a sense of bravery.This was the universe’s cue for me to leave. I walked over to the window in the room, and looked over.It was high.I racked my brain, pacing back and forth in the room as I thought of what to do, when an idea suddenly struck me.The bedsheets.The window was high off the ground, as I was on the second floor, but tying several bedsheets should do the trick.So I got to work immediately, time was of essence, and I couldn't afford wasting any.I pulled off the bedsheet from the bed and realized they were a bit short and wouldn't get me down to the ground floor, so I quickly got to work, and pulled down two curtains. I had successfully made a firm knot
Adele’s POV The moment Angel mentioned Noah's real name my body reacted before my brain could, like an idiot–my head whipped up in a heart beat.Of all the times to lose control-this was the worst one, most especially in front of a man like Angel, who pays attention to the tiniest of details.Brilliant, Adele. Real damn brilliant.I might as well as written ‘guilty’ on my forehead with red bold inkI breath in slowly.“What does this have to do with me?” I asked, thankfully able to keep my voice neutral, even though a thousand terrified knots were in my stomach.He leaned back slightly, studying my every move like a predator deciding whether to jump in and eat his prey, or play with it a little longer.“That's what I'm wondering too,” he said calmly. “But one thing’s certain…” he paused, and looked me dead in the eye. “You're hiding something, Milaya.”Milaya. I don't know what that means, but it brought back memories of how my traitorous body reacted, like one who was touch deprived
Angel Dragovich's POV“You're not going anywhere, Adele” I said calmly, the moment Mrs. Rossy walked out, my gaze locked on hers.Her eyes turned to slit. “Excuse me?”“Not unless I give you permission,” I stated as a matter of factly, slipping my hands into my pocket.She scoffed. “You can't keep me here against my will,” she stated. “That's kidnapping.”I arched a brow. “Is it?” “Yes,” she shot back. “It's illegal.”“So are a lot of things happening under this roof,” I muttered, watching her closely, as her eyes widened in disbelief. “Yet, here we are.”“Fuck you!” She spat, and stepped forward like she could walk past meBrave. Stupidly Brave.I grabbed her hard by her wrist firmly, not enough to hurt, but enough to pass a message.Then I yanked her towards my body.Her body stiffened, as a gasp escaped her lips.I leaned forward. “I believe I was pretty clear with what I wanted, Milaya,” I murmured, my lips brushing the shell of her ear.She tilted her head slightly, enough to loo
Adele’s POV I woke up to a low throbbing in the back of my head. Everywhere was dark, and I could barely make out my surroundings, but one thing was certain–I was in a very soft and comfortable bed, which means I wasn't in my room.So where was I?A hotel was the first thing that came to mind, but given the event of the past few hours, or days, who knows, I can't really tell, I'm not sure those Mafia idiots would be benevolent enough to lodge me in a hotel with such luxury.Yea. A bed as soft and comfortable as this is considered luxury to me.God. I can lay in it all day.But now right now though, I need to at least know where I was to decide if I can lay here all day, or scream my lungs out.I rolled to the side, trying to get off the bed and locate the curtains, so I can at least get some light, and probably locate the light switch.The moment my feet touched the ground, I heard the sound of a door opening.I froze. Someone was in here, or at least coming in here.Before I could m