Caught by him

Adan Leandro P.O.V

Parking the car, I climbed down and walked through the pathway. Several small cottages were set up for visitors. I scanned the area and when I reach the food court, I saw mom sitting in the first row with a cup of coffee and her eyes were searching for someone.

Not delaying I approach and pulled the chair opposite to her. The sound of chair dragging caught her attention and she peered at me.

"Mom. What is this?" I spoke softly, not wanting to offend her in any way. Her expression changed. She folded her arms, crossed over her chest throwing her usual silent treatment to show how much she was upset.

"Mom. Why are you punishing us for him? You got me so anxious that I left all my works and came here."

She glared, not at me, but her eyes were fixed behind my back. And I swiveled my head to find dad standing with a solemn look on his face. My heart eased at his sight. His face shows how stressful he was for her. With his eyes, he assured that from here on he will take care of her.

"Adan, you can leave. I'm fine. I don't need anyone and I can take care of myself." Though she took my name but it wasn't meant for me. It was directed to dad. I stood up and approached her seat, leaning down I kissed her forehead and her right hand.

"I will be there on Sunday." I caressed her cheek and she nodded with a small smile which vanished the next second. Then I straighten up and turned to face dad who was already looking at me.

"I will stay here for some days. Tell the housekeeper to arrange a room for me." Mom spoke adamantly and stared outside avoiding dad. My eyebrows rose up realizing this time it's going to be tough for dad. I looked back pitying him. He rubbed the back of his neck and sighed.

"I will call you." He spoke when I was passing by his side. I nodded at him and departed from the place.

I drove back from the resort. On the way I received call from Dante, husband of my little sister. Even he got tensed because of mom. It's since our childhood whenever mom gets angry with us, no matter who was at fault, the whole house has to suffer. And the tradition has be maintained all throughout our life.

All of a sudden out of nowhere a deer crossed the road and with a screech, I had to halt my car to avoid any damage. It crossed the middle of the road and disappeared in the dense forest of the other side.

"Fucking shit." I growled pressing the brake but my attention went in alert mode when I heard a soft whimper of someone from behind. Out of suspicion I checked the camera inside my car and to my astonishment there was a woman in my car. Her head ducked down so I couldn't see her face.

Who is she?

What if she is some assassin send by my enemies? Before she makes any progressive move, I decide to catch her red handed. Pretending like nothing unusual happened, that I wasn't aware of her being in the car, I click open the door and climbed down from the car acting to go somewhere and watched her next move waiting behind my car.

As expected, stealthily she got out from the car.

Before she fled from my hands, I took her off guard. "Stop." She jolted in her place and stayed rooted. Not for long because the next her body language gave hint that she will make a run. Exactly that's what she did after few seconds. She made a dash.

I smirked, pulling my gun from the back of my pants. I click off the safety lock and pointed at her running figure.

"I said stop or I will shoot you."

She halted. Her back was facing me. And my eyes for a while studied her trembling body. Although she was clad in a loose denim shirt and ankle length trouser but her curves and dips gave a fair idea that she has a great body.

Deceptions are always pleasing for eye sight. What my enemies didn't know was that I don't get enticed so easily.

Her body shaking badly out of fear. Does she think she can get away this easily? Plotting inside my car. My car! Now when she was caught, she will have to pay the price with her life.

"Turn." I growled but the captive didn't budge. Gradually she brought her hands and I saw her clutching her bag. I watched her feet swiveling at my direction.

What the fuck!!!

The moment she turned; she hides her face behind the bag. As if the leather handbag was her shield and would protect her from my bullets whereas her curvy figure was fully displayed and I can pierce as many holes anywhere I intend to. End her life without any hindrance.

My brows rose up.

Seriously?

Was she naïve or it was some kind of plan to distract me?

And for some unknown reason I felt the need to see her face.

"Drop your bag." Words left my mouth before I realize. I should have shot a fire and end this game but my own words surprised me.

My fingers clasp tightly around the gun as I waited for her to do as I told. Although her face was hidden but I saw the top of her head which shook in denial. If she was one of my men, I won't have wasted a second for her disobedience but I didn't move. Nevertheless, my patience running thin. My jaw clenched and raw hot anger coursed through my body.

"I said drop your bag." I roared and my voice echoed like a thunder. Immediately she jolted and the bag slipped down from her hands and drop on the ground revealing her... face.

A swift gust of wind blew across my face and my heart skipped a beat. My lungs forgot the basic function of breathing.

She was extraordinarily beautiful!

I inhaled a deep breath taking in her beauty.

With bow like puckered lips, small nose, rosy tears wetting cheeks, thick lashes and eyebrows, with flawless radiant skin she was god's best creation. Her face looked so damn innocent. Unintentionally my hand lowers down a bit as I gulped, my resolve slipping.

"P...Please... don't... kill me." She stuttered pleading. Her eyes squeeze shut and tears wet her cheeks and her lips wobbled. She was scared like a mouse.

Her body still shaking with silent tremors. When she didn't get any response from my side her thick long lashes like curtains lifts up and I sucked another breath.

She was staring at me with her ocean blue eyes. They were so deep that you want to get drown in them. Unknowingly my legs drew closers as if some invisible magnet attracting me towards her.

The fear trembling in her innocent eyes that ignite my blood rushing straight to my dick. What she doesn't know was, men like us fed in fear.

She took a step back. And her this very action broke the spell casted over my whole being. My gaze hardened and my hand rose up again pointing the same gun at her. This time more determined.

Her eyes grew wider and her mouth open and then closed without uttering a single word.

"Who are you and what the fuck were you doing in my car?" I growled again. My tone dangerous to my own ears.

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