Cage was finding it very difficult to broach the subject with Chloe, because his worries kept gnawing at him like a persistent itch that wouldn't let go. But he kept trying to keep the subject deep down. He didn't want to let it out but he knew that sooner or later he would be forced to do so. He kept his concerns bottled up because he was afraid of how she might react if he voiced his true feelings. Maybe she would think that he worried too much about her, but it was just his own way of looking out for her and making sure that she was okay. He didn't want anything to happen to her and wanted the best for both of them, but that was where the persistent itch came in. He kept his feelings bottled up for days, but it only got worse. With each passing day, the date for the burial drew closer and he didn't want to keep it until then. He was very uncertain of how to approach her but it soon turned out how he didn't expect it. One evening as they were sitting together in the living room, e
The next day, Cage went out very early in the morning to get something from the nearest supermarket. He had gone with a couple of guards since he didn't want to take any chances. He returned with a small gift, a sleek black watch that gleamed in the light which he had no idea would save him later. He walked into the house and wasn't surprised to see Chloe in the living room with a confused look on her face. Her face beamed the moment she saw him because it was very clear from the foregoing that she had been worried about him and had been wondering where he had gone. He approached her with a smile before taking out the watch. It was waterproof also and had a very long battery life of almost two weeks at full charge. She rose from the couch immediately to welcome her fiancé with a kiss and a hug that lasted for a little while. "Where have you been?" She asked him, before looking at the black box in his hand. He shrugged his shoulders before replying. "Well, I went to get you somethin
The day of Micheal's burial soon arrived, and the sombre shadow of grief over the Richland family as they mourned their loved one was very heavy. Everyone who had attended the funeral, which was mostly made of their immediate family, was dressed in black attire which did a good job to portray the sadness of their hearts. As Micheal's casket was lowered into the ground, a heavy silence took over the whole place while others cried as they watched the priest lay him in repose, prepared for his final rest. He was also surrounded by a wreath of flowers and prayers also. Chloe was standing beside Bella. She held her hands firmly and let her rest on her shoulder while the tears fell freely from her eyes. "I can't believe he's gone, Chloe. It doesn't feel real." She cried even though Chloe was doing everything to let her calm down. In the end she let Bella cry, as it was going to make sure every single feeling of sadness that was clogged in her heart left as soon as her brother was buried
The first thing that hit her when her eyes opened was intense fear, the kind of fear that would make the hairs at the back of your neck stand up and single, that was the kind of fear that Chloe felt when she realised where she was and what had happened to her. Her eyes fluttered open and her senses gradually started to return to her in a haze. Her body felt so weak even though she knew she had not been sleeping for long. Somebody had attacked her from behind while she was trying to help Mason and somehow, here she was. The possibilities of what might be going on right now scared her more than anything and she hoped that her worst fears were not being realised at the moment. She remembered everything that Cage had told her, and how it seemed to look like it was becoming a reality. But even if it did, she knew she was going to have to face it or else that would be her end. She felt so disoriented and groggy as she blinked off the hazy feeling but it was there with her. Her eyes flicke
"No, no, no!!" Cage raged as he matched the accelerator one more time, increasing the speed. He was happy that the tarmac was very free and there wasn't a single soul in sight but it was only because he was racing through the countryside which the GPS had asked him to. He looked into his phone a second before he swerved to his left before bursting off into the distance again. He wondered where they were taking her. He prayed dearly that that hadn't hurt her and that nothing had happened to her. The first thing he did while getting into the car was making sure that he was calm and that nothing whatsoever troubled him within. He didn't want to make any mistake that would make things worse and end making his mission to rescue her any harder than it already was. He wondered how they had even been able to take her away without anyone noticing. As for Mason, he had instructed one of his men to take him to the hospital, together with the other guards, some who were lucky enough to have bee
The men slowly approached his car without any kind of guard, which surprised him. They were assassins, by the way, so he guessed they were very good at this. But that didn't deter him from being calm and level-headed. He knew what he wanted and made sure he was going to get it soon. The tension continued to mount in the air as the man got closer. "Get out now, we are not going to warn you again. If you don't get out of that car, she will die!" The man warned for a final time before gripping the equipment he was holding. Cage felt his heart beat suddenly spike. "OK, OK!" He yelled. "I'll come out. Just don't do it please!" He begged before rolling down the tinted glass a bit. As soon as he did that, the one that was holding a gun started to get closer to him. "Make sure you don't have your gun with you." He said again, "any attempt you make will backfire. Don't Don't anything funny!! Or you will regret it." The way he screamed told Cage that he was probably scared of something. No
The confusion he experienced at that moment was so overpowering. He couldn't piece together what was going on right then because he had no idea if his brain was playing tricks on him or if he was really staring at Mason, the same Mason that had been shot back there during the attack. He wondered if he was hallucinating, that was the closest answer to what he sought at the moment. He kept staring at him, hoping he would go away but nothing happened. Mason was a bit surprised that he wasn't budging to his request even after he had made it clear that he had a good and wasn't afraid to use it. "Alright. That's enough. I did not come here and play games with you. You should get out of the fucking car right now." Mason growled at him before he produced the glock he had had carrying around the whole time. In the tense silence that followed, Cage's mind raced with confusion and fear. His heart was pounding pounding hard in his chest as he tried to make sense of what was happening right then
Cage screamed as the searing pain ripped through his chest. He staggered back as he felt everything spinning out of control. He touched his chest to feel the blood already oozing out of it. "Are you this stupid?! Are you going to die for somebody who doesn't care about you? Somebody who only wants to use you and dump you. Is that really who you are trying to sacrifice yourself for?" Mason growled as he leaned forward and began to kick Cage sporadically. Cage rolled around in pain. It was too much for him and he could feel the darkness slowly closing in around him. He tried to beg Mason to stop but nothing came out of his throat. Every single energy he had left was gone and he could feel the numbing feeling that was taking over his body. Chloe, who was still in the backseat, was more terrified. She had heard gunshots but the chloroform was still withholding her. The effects were very powerful but she had recovered a bit. Mason laughed before he got away from Cage and quickly ran to