Andrew’s Point of ViewAndrew stood outside, his heart heavy with a mix of emotions as he watched the car that Katherine was in drive off into the distance. The sound of the engine faded away, leaving behind a deafening silence that matched the emotions within him. He knew that their relationship had reached its breaking point, but it didn't make the pain any less unbearable.Needing to clear his mind, Andrew made his way towards the basement. It was a place he rarely went into, a space that held secrets and memories he used to torture the people that did him wrong. The basement was dimly lit, with a musty smell that hung in the air. As he descended the creaky wooden stairs, he couldn't help but feel a sense of death and pain.In the corner of the basement, there was Chris. Tied up and weak. He could hardly open his eyes, he had been down here for a day or two. Andrew could hardly remember how long some stay down here. He gets busy with his ordinary things then he suddenly remembers t

Andrew’s Point of ViewAndrew rushed into his house, his heart pounding in his chest. Panic consumed him as he made his way to his office, desperately hoping for some answers. Slamming his hand on the table, Andrew’s voice echoed through the room, “Have you located Dylan? Where the fuck is she? And where is she keeping Kathrine?” His voice trembled with the mix of fear and frustration. The room fell silent, and all eyes turned towards him, but no one could provide him with answers.Just then, Anthony walked into the room. His eyes widened as he took in the tense scene before him. It was evident that something was terribly wrong. Anthony cautiously walked over to Andrew, placing a comforting hand on his shoulder.“What’s going on Andrew? Why does everyone look like they’ve seen a ghost?” He asked with a soft chuckle.“Kathrine… She…” Andrew said shaking his head, “Dylan kidnapped her.”“Wait. What? No. Dylan is ruff in bed, but I don’t think she would be capable of doing something like

Kathrine’s Point of ViewAs Kathrine slowly regained consciousness, her mind felt hazy and disoriented. The effects of the drug that had been slipped into her food were beginning to wear off, allowing her to gradually emerge from the depths of unconsciousness. Blinking her eyes open, she found herself in a completely unfamiliar setting.Groggily, she took in her surroundings. Gone was the cold, damp basement where she had been held captive for what felt like an eternity. Instead, she found herself in a room that exuded elegance and beauty. The walls were adorned with intricate wallpaper, depicting delicate floral patterns that seemed to come alive under the soft glow of the chandelier hanging from the ceiling. The room resembled a grand dining hall, with a long, polished wooden table set for a lavish feast.Confusion and disbelief washed over Kathrine as she struggled to comprehend her new surroundings. How had she ended up here? Why was she here? Questions swirled in her mind, but sh

Andrew’s Point of ViewAndrew and his men finally arrived at Dylan’s house. She was located just a few minutes from Kathrine’s apartment. Her house was big but not too big to draw attention. As they approached, their hearts sank as they realized Dylan’s house was heavily guarded by her loyal men. Andrew remained calm despite the unexpected turns of events. He knew that this mission was crucial, and failure was not an option.Sitting in the car, Andrew glanced at Anthony. Without exchanging a word, they loaded their guns, their hands moving swiftly and methodically. The sound of the bullets sliding into the chambers echoed in the tense silence. They shared a nod of agreement, a silent understanding passing between them.As they stepped out of the car, Andrew’s eyes scanned the surroundings, assessing the situation. He signaled his men to get into positions. They fanned out, taking strategic positions around the perimeter. Each member of Andrew’s team was highly trained, their skills ho

Andrew’s point of viewExpecting to hear the deafening sound of a gunshot, the air was silent. Confusion washed over him, and his eyes widened in disbelief. Had something gone wrong? Had the gun malfunctioned? Andrew’s mind raced with questions as he stared at the gun in his hand.“What the fuck?” Andrew said then started to examine the weapon.“Surprise.” Dylan said as a mischievous smile crept across her face.It was then Andrew realized what had happened. The gun he held was not a deadly weapon, but a harmless water gun. Dylan had played him; she must have changed the guns when his attention was on Kathrine.“Fuck.” Andrew whispered, with his attention fixed on what had happened, without missing a beat Dylan turned around and started running in the direction Kathrine had gone.Andrew noticed and threw the water gun to the ground and sprinted after her. Andrew’s heart raced as he watched Dylan disappear into the distance. He knew he had to act quickly. The urgency of the situation f