Chapter 11: KIDNAP?

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NATASHA'S POV

" C' Mon , Sam Is waiting for us at the cyc studio" Stacey chattered happily as she laced her arm through mine, I've never seen her so excited about any work before. To be fair it was definitely worth all the fuss. Sam was able to make a deal with some international clothing line. One of my favorite at that, I never really got a chance to wear any of their branded clothes, up until now. I was so excited that I couldn't control my excitement. They are also paying TREMENDOUSLY well. When I say tremendously m I mean quadruple whatever my past shoots got me. They are ' BIG SHOTS ', The best in the business,

" We're going to be late Sam Is going to fli.... "

The sound of my phone ringing cut me short. Stacey groaned loudly.

" Just ignore it, you'll call back later " I understood her impatience but this could be really important. I didn't want to miss any calls, it could even be from Lucy's sitter.

" Go, I'm right behind you " I told her, intending to pick the call.

" Ok. But make it snappy Sam won't like this, at all " I nodded in agreement as she headed towards the cyc studio.

" Honey " my body stiffened with fear. Hearing the voice at the end, shivers ran down my spine. I could recognize that voice anywhere.

" Wh.. who is this? " I asked stuttering.

" Tsk, don't be afraid. Know what you are going to do? Walk outside and get into the black car you see " my chest heaved, tears rolled down my eyes. How did she find me? After all these years her voice still haunted me. I could see her smirking, enjoying my displeasure. I stood in the same spot for a few minutes, frozen with fear. My phone beeped and a text appeared on the screen " DON'T WASTE MY TIME AND GET INTO THE DAMN CAR. DON'T TEST MY PATIENCE TASHA . " her voice softened and there was no longer the harsh tone it held previously. " Also, don't think of trying anything stupid. We are going to be having dinner. Hope you're allergic to seafood ? " she asked before hanging up.

I didn't need to be told twice. I grabbed my purse, still rigid with fear. Almost slipping, practically running through the front door. The ebony-skinnedreceptionist called my name but I ignored and went out anyway.

I glanced around for the black car. My hands trembled, I wanted to dial the number saying I couldn't see the car but I didn't want to hear the same voice and decided to send a text instead. Just as I was about to hit the send button, a car drove by and parked right in front of me. I wasn't relieved, not at all. My eyes were wet and tears welled up again. A man got out from the driver's seat and smiled at me. He looked pretty harmless, corporately dressed. A scar ran down from under his left eye to right above his mouth. His hair was messy and his eyes stared lazily.

" Good day ma'am" he says right before opening the door to the back. I gulped and gazed around having second doubts. Not like I had a choice anyway, he probably had a gun. Inhaling deeply, I was about to get in when I heard him say " I'll need to take your phone. Boss's order " winking at me. I puked in my mouth and handed my phone to him anyways.

" Oh one last thing, you'll need to wear this " he brought out a piece of cloth and gave it to me. A blindfold seriously? I screamed inwardly. I wasn't surprised, I should have seen this one coming. Why bother to collect the phone when I'll be blindfolded anyways. I couldn't get into the car myself because I was blindfolded and he help me in and started the car afterwards. Thoughts ran through my head, this was me giving myself up for kidnap. I still hated her guts as much as I did the first time I met her. Satan's first daughter, Sâtanah. His right-hand lady. The head bitch in charge. At this point, I was worried about what she was going to do me. She wouldn't be stupid enough to hurt me, but I won't completely rule that out either. It isn't beneath her. I literally signed up for kidnap, some might call it foolish. I call it forces beyond my control.

My ears perked up when I heard my phone ring. I guessed it was Stacey or ... What will I tell them happened to me Why didn't he just turn it off? Of course, not to raise alarm. Wasn't life great like 20 minutes ago? If only I ignored the call in the first place. Who am I kidding, she'll have shown up at work or home. I've been covering my tracks really well, she wouldn't have found me if she wasn't looking. The ringing started again and he groaned loudly. It stopped and continued not long after. " Why not turn it off? " I asked irritated. The sound was like noise to my ears and started to become really annoying. " If only I could " he replied calmly.

I had been here for hours now, where was he possibly taking me to? On the bright side, my arms weren't tied or anything and I placed it on my legs.

A gentle tap on my shoulder disturbed my sleep, my not so peaceful nap. I mentally cursed myself for falling asleep in at a time like this. The car has stopped and he had pulled over. Slowly removing the blindfold from my face and tugging it into his pockets. I noticed two letters I hadn't seen earlier ' D.A ' sewn to the end of the piece of clothing. My face became pale, that was only a confirmation. He held out his arm and ushered me out of the car. I facepalmed, it wasn't really bright but I was blindfolded for long and my eyes were just adjusting.