David and Rosie were driven in a closed van for hours. All their phones and accessories were taken away from them, they also had no means to communicate, even though they were standing so close to each other. They were taken to an underground bunker and there they were separated. David was left in a room alone for hours. He was with nothing, except a glass of water, a table, and two chairs. He tapped his foot against the ground, worried about Rosie and what they might do to her. She wasn't able to tell him anything when they were separated, but he knew that he had to keep his secret well. Rosie was a very strong girl, she would be hard to break. That meant that he couldn't do the same too. David was lost in thoughts, but he was brought back to reality when the door opened. The leader of the group that kidnapped them came in. He was still dressed in his black clothes. He had a cup of coffee in his hand and he placed it in front of David. "Hey, how are you holding up?" He asked
David was tied up to the ceiling, his legs dangling just inches from the ground. His face was covered in blood, his whole body was sore from the torment that he went through. He was shirtless and every part of his body had gone through torment. He was breathing heavily, but he didn't tell them anything, not a single word. They tried all they could, they used all their painful methods, but David didn't break. Even the leader, the guy who was tormenting him, got tired of the whole process. He was covered in sweat too and his arms were tingling from punching David too much, but David was immovable like a rock. He wiped his hands clean of blood and promised David that he was going to be back. David's head was forward as the blood from his opened wounds dripped to the floor. He was going to keep going, they weren't going to get a single word from him. If it were someone else, they would have told them the truth, but David knew that could get him into more trouble. They could try
Rosie's eyes were on the guards, she wasn't even blinking. If she grabs this one, how long would it take for the others to come at her? They kept their distance, they knew how dangerous she was. Their guns were pointed at her, she heard David grunt over and over again, he was suffering in the other room. "Your boss is heartless." She muttered. "Why won't he leave the boy alone?" "Maybe you should tell us what we want." One of them smacked and licked his lips. "That way everyone wins." She rolled her eyes and looked away. If she had a gun, he was going to be the first one she would kill. Even though she wasn't showing it, she was hurt by each echo of David's pain. Suddenly, they heard a shooting and everyone turned around in confusion. Rosie noticed that it wasn't from their colleagues, it wouldn't have startled them this much. "What's going on?" Rosie asked, pretending to be scared. "We are under attack." One of the men said to the rest. "Prepare to defend!" Rosie took the
It was a miracle that despite everything that David faced, his secret was still safe. His father was very angry about what happened, and Rosie told him that his father was coming back home in a few weeks. That set David's mind on edge for days again, he kept awake at night, thinking about him finally going to meet with Dominic Ford. Doctor Iris came again and she gave him a thorough checkup to make sure that he was fine. She kept clearing her throat as she touched his torso, trying to assess just how much pain he was in. "How did you say you got this again?" She laughed nervously. "Accident." He answered. "Seems like I am the most unfortunate person on Earth." "Your father is Dominic Ford, do you know what that means?" She whispered. "You are anything, my friend, but not unfortunate." She took out some drugs from her bags and placed them on the table for him. "One from each bottle twice a day." She instructed. "If you need to ask anything, you can ask Mister Gary to call me."
Stefanie's eyes watered and her lower lip quivered. She held her face, where Rosie slapped her, and she walked out of the room. David dragged and sighs as he turned to Rosie. "Was that necessary?" He asked. "You think she should still have a job after the stunt she pulled?" Rosie wondered. "Do you even realize the gravity of what she has done?""I ask if it was necessary to hit my girlfriend." David fumed. "I didn't bring her here for you to hit her." Rosie pulled her head back and raised her hands. "Oh, I'm sorry about that, good sir," she laughed angrily. "Maybe I should have given her a pat on the back for almost killing us!""This is stupid, I am calling her back." David walked towards the door. "You are not going to fire her!""I just did, I am not changing my mind any time soon." Rosie folded her hands. David angrily turned back to her. "And who do you think you are?!""Your boss!" She reminded him. She was right in his face. "You dare not come against me!" David's expre
Nick was very brave for having a smirk on his face when Rosie was curled-lipped. "What did you just say?" She asked, wanting him to repeat himself. "Look, Rosie, this is the easiest money you will ever make in your life." He said. "You can take this and start a whole new life elsewhere, away from your evil boss." Rosie's eyes shut. Yes, Mister Dominic Ford actually forced her to work for him, she was his slave, but that was before he broke her. She finally saw the world from his perspective, and since then, she never left his side, even when he gave her the choice. She was a willing slave, he was a tough but good master to her. So when she saw Nick throwing millions in her face, she wasn't moved. It was a whole lot of money, but she wasn't going to betray the man who gave meaning to her life. "So, let me get this straight." She folded her hands. "You came here actually thinking that I would take the money? And give you what you want?""I came here because I know that you are a
David came back to the apartment before the rest of them. Since he was so early, and they were going to be late, he took out the time to prepare some food. When he was done, he ate his own and kept it there to be put in the microwave later. He went into his room and spent hours working on his laptop. He walked back to the kitchen to take a drink, there he found Ethan. Ethan was working on his laptop too, but he barely looked at David. David frowned slightly, he wasn't imagining it, his friend was holding a grudge against him. Despite that gut feeling, he still swallowed his pride and cleared his throat. "What's up, man?" He nodded at him, as he opened the refrigerator. "Hey." Ethan sounded as cold as ice, his voice heavy with reluctance. David also noticed that Ethan was munching cookies and having a soda, he wasn't eating what he prepared for him. "Did you see the pasta I kept in the refrigerator?" David asked, seeing only part of the door was touched. "Not hungry. Dre wou
It was raining so sparingly, that David wasn't in a hurry to get to where he was going. He had a cigarette in his hand, which he smoked as he went, but somehow wasn't quenched by the rainwater. It was a busy evening, the cars honked around and the pedestrians trotted around the street. David walked past people, sometimes avoiding bumping into them by a hair length. He got to Stefanie's studio apartment and he knocked on the door. The rain gave way and started to fall in heavy drops. He tossed his cigarette away and knocked on the door, harder. Hope she wasn't doing anything stupid. Finally, the door opened. Her hair was in a messy bun and her eyes were red from crying too much. Her lips quivered when she saw him and she let herself into his arms. "I'm sorry." She croaked. "I know that Rosie hates me, but it's you I'm more apologetic too." David held her and walked into his house. He shut the door and held her face in his hands. "There's nothing to be sorry for." He smiles a