Caught Again

Erika p.o.v

I crawled into the pipe without knowing where it going to take me. The pipe is filled with pitch-black darkness and... sure it is never bothersome to me.

Only a few minutes passed but It seemed like hours. I'm sweating and feeling suffocating in the narrow space of pipe.

The pipe is filled with piles of dust, so I decided to take short breaths, I crawled and crawled until I feel my forearms getting bruised and numb.

After a long period, I came across a light coming out from one of the directions. I hurriedly turned toward the source of light. I found another ventilation hole.

My face lit up with excitement, I hastily tried to open it with the help of the knife I carried with me.

Within a few tries, the bolts began to come off and it got loose or opened. I climbed down from it and adjusted my eyes to the dim light of the area.

I observed my surroundings and it is a room used as a cleaning cabinet. The big window present in the room eventually caught my attention.

I strolled toward it and the thought of getting out of it popped up in my head. But as soon as I peeked outside the window my legs trembled and my whole body shook to the core.

" Where the hell I am? On the rooftop of the building. I can't even see the ground from here. Birds and clouds can easily accompany me here, heaven seems closer than the earth from this height.

God can hear my prayers if I scream out loud."

All these things are rummaged through my head distracting me from my mission. I needed to get out of this hellhole ASAP.

Hence, I decided to take a different route. I carefully began to look for the exit without any noise.

To my luck soon I found it and before heading out, a counter filled with different chemicals caught up my attention.

Among them, a bottle and Chloroform are written over it. I knew m, it is used in cleaning to dry-clean some spots but only in a mild form or can be mixed in the water for use.

I lifted the bottle and start to go through its chemical functions, I'm surprised to learn the fact it was an actual Chloroform.

I hurriedly grabbed a rag from a nearby stand, without wasting a single moment, I opened the bottle and pour some chemicals over the rag in my hand.

I tiptoed get out of the cleaning cabinet. There is a narrow hall wall, I just passed through it and arrived at an open terrace.

The terrace is like a majestic ballroom. The architecture seemed to be specifically designed for elites or powerful people.

A little far away, I noticed a man standing straight and wearing a black uniform as if he is a bodyguard. I decided to make him my prey and used his weapon for security.

I carefully hid behind the pillar for my attack. I waited for the right moment and he is engrossed in his duty. There must be someone else for whom he is guarding.

I silently paced toward him and stand behind him. I attacked him from behind with the speed of light and wrapped my legs around his waist and arms around his neck.

Before he can make a move, I rubbed the rag soiled in Chloroform over his nostrils. He struggled for almost five to ten minutes but lost consciousness afterward.

And it is not easy for a skinny girl like me to take down a man with all built-up muscles but it's all thanks to Allen for teaching me some techniques.

I dragged him to the cleaning cabinet with much difficulty. It's hard but I did it. I searched in his coat for any weapon that can be useful or like a key or anything and luckily I find a gun from him.

I take the gun in my custody and rushed toward the terrace but find another man there who was talking over his phone or just dialing the number, I have no idea about it.

I observed him from behind while I'm hiding behind the same pillars again. He turned around and searched for his bodyguard and I can't see his face because of the pillar.

But I didn't reveal myself in an instant, I hid there until he ambled toward the elevator and this is my chance to get out of this hellhole.

I rushed toward the elevator with the last ounce of energy left in me and slide between the elevator doors before they closed.

I directly put the gun over his head without any care for the future. The man is a beauty no doubt. His clothes and attitude scream riches and I'm very sure his perfume is made up of currency because all I can smell is money from him.

His oval-shaped, drop-dead gorgeous face and hazel-green eyes are capable of capturing anyone's soul with a single sight.

His sharp jawline and build-up muscles make him identical to a professional model from an elite magazine.

His aura seemed powerful as a king. Such every head must be bowed before him in submission.

But I didn't care for now, who is he? And what is his identity? I'm desperate for my freedom and I'm unstoppable now.

" TAKE ME OUT OF HERE!!! NOW AND YOU ARE GOING TO BE MY COVER"

I yelled at his face, meanwhile, my hands are trembling with fear. l can do a few combats move but never in my life, I have ever held a gun in my hands. I don't know, it can be this heavy.

A frown climbed up his face as I shouted at him, but soon he commenced to examine me with his eyes. I don't know what he is thinking in his head but I stick to my position.

His sight finally stopped at my neck, probably at my collar.

He smirked and his behavior provoke me. l removed the safety from the gun but the man didn't bother for a single second.

Who is he? there's not even an ounce of fear in his eyes.

I was lost in my thoughts for a nanosecond when he snatched the gun from my hand with the speed of light and put it over my head. My eyes got wide as successor and my jaw kissed the floor at what happened.

"You are a really bad slave, not obeying your master enough...."

He whispered to me in a low but dangerous voice, while he caressed my jawline with the gun. Fear engulfs me in the way he talks to me.

I can tell this man is a psychopath, by the way, he moves his head to one side. He can enjoy the people's misery with cigars and wine.

" YOU BIT*H !!!!!!!!! "

Before I recovered from my terror a familiar voice resonated throughout the whole area. I glanced at the source of the voice with the same expressions as earlier.

Vincent along with his six men behind him arrived at the scene.

He took some long strides toward me. He's mad, it's an understatement. He is furious and I know, he is ready to kill me on the spot.

But he abruptly stopped when he observed the man beside me holding a gun over my head. His face turned white as paper and he is visibly shaking with fear.

" Ma....ma...mas...master....um...um, I'm he...re I'm here for my s...sa..slave"

He is extremely panicked to discover this man that he can not even utter a single word correctly and I'm shocked to witness Vincent like this.

" Hmm take her"

The man permitted him in a strong and hard voice while he stared at me coldly. But permitting Vincent filled me with rage toward that man.

I don't know him but whoever he is, he is such an as*hole.

Vincent bowed his head to him in respect while stepping forward in my direction. He dragged me out of the elevator by holding my hair tightly.