chapter 27
Author: Lord Comfort
last update2025-02-03 21:57:51

Before Jack had the time to process what was happening, he had found himself on the ground, wriggling in pain. He watched on as the men made their way into his house.

"Hey, where in the world do you think you're going to...."

"Get back here!" Jack yelled at them but they kept on walking.

Jack ignored the pain and managed to stand to his feet. "I said get back here!" He yelled out again. He held a look of shock on his face as the men walked inside the main building of his house.

He didn't go after them immediately. He had not fully processed what was going on yet; who these men were and what they wanted. Obviously, the supposed leader of the men had stated that they had come for Victoria—but why?

Jack shoved his hands into his pockets, searching for his phone—it hit him that his phone was still inside the house. He had to go in to get it so he could call for help.

But how was he going to walk past those men without getting mulled by one of them.

Suddenly, he heard Victoria let out a scream that pierced through the air. He felt his heart stop beating for that moment.

"Shit!" Jack cursed under his breath and ran straight into the house, only to find Victoria being dragged across the room, flaring her limbs in the air.

"Let her go!" Jack blurted out. Even when he tried as much as possible to conceal his fear, and not let it make its way into his tone, his voice still quivered as he spoke.

"And who are you to decide that?" Thomas asked him sarcastically.

"I'm....I'm her husband." Jack stuttered but he was still able to get his words out.

Thomas scoffed at his words. "The last time I checked, you and Victoria here are not properly married."

Jack's jaw hung slightly. How did this man know that he was not married to Victoria yet?

"And as for you miss Victoria...." Thomas' gaze shifted to Victoria who was still trying ferociously to peel off the hands that held on tightly to her.

"If you would only cooperate with us, you'd see that we're trying to rescue you from this pathetic man, you're about to be married to."

"I do not need your rescuing, let me go!" Victoria screamed out desperately, "Jack, help me, please."

But Jack stood rooted to the spot, unsure of what to do. He couldn't fight off one of the men if they came after him talk more of all four of them.

"If you don't let go off her, this minute, I'm going to call the police!" Jack threatened.

"You haven't called the police yet?!" Victoria shrieked.

"Well then, go ahead, call them, of you'd want us to wait while they get here, then we will." Thomas' mocked at him.

Jack hated that he was getting humiliated and in front of Victoria. He couldn't do anything to save Victoria and these men were eagerly testing his patience.

Jack's lower jaw began to tremble in anger. He couldn't get to his phone so he could not phone the police. His eyes searched the whole area for anything he could use as a weapon, but there was nothing.

He watched helplessly as they dragged Victoria out of the house. Jack didn't want to risk his life by trying to play the hero for someone he did not even love.

"Jack.....help me!!!" Victoria screamed at the top of her lungs, reaching out to Jack.

"If he tries to intervene...make sure to put him to sleep." Thomas said before walking out of the house.

Jack felt a cold shiver run down his spine at Thomas' words. If he had any ideas on trying to rescue Victoria earlier, that thought had been subdued now.

Victoria's screams almost brought the walls of the house down. She didn't want to make it easy for them to kidnap her do she continued to struggle and bite at the men but they didn't budge, instead, they tightened their grip on her.

Immediately the men had taken Victoria out of the house, Jack rushed to the door and jammed it into the lock, peeping out of the hole to make sure that the men were not going to return.

"Well that was close!" Jack said, receding into his bedroom. He was about to phone the police when he had a change of thoughts.

"If I call the police, I could get myself in trouble with those men and also alert Victoria's family of her disappearance.." Jack reasoned, the men that had broken into his house were all firece looking and looked like they would take him out without even thinking twice about it.

But at the same time, what if Victoria's family come visiting? He wouldn't be able to tell them that 'his soon to be wife' had been kidnapped by some strange looking men.

He put down the phone and started pacing across the floor of his bedroom, thinking of what he should do next.

"Shit!" Jack cursed out angrily and flung his Phil across the bed.

"I'm not even married to her properly yet and I haven't had the chance to know what she tastes like and she has already been kidnapped!" He let out in frustration.

Something inside him wanted to go after Victoria but he forced himself to stay put if he wanted to live anymore longer, he tugged at his hair in frustration as he finally stopped pacing and sank into his bed.

He would find a way to sort things out with her family so they would not suspect that something is amiss. But first, he had to postpone the wedding for a second time until Victoria was back.

He tried to convince himself that Victoria was going to come back—somehow, meanwhile a greater part of him was convinced that Victoria was gone and if he didn't act upon the situation, he was not good to see her again.

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