Thr Kidnapping

Ava was walking out of the office building, her mind racing with thoughts of the upcoming fashion show. She had just finished a meeting with her design team, and she was feeling confident about the collection.

As she stepped out onto the sidewalk, she suddenly felt a sense of unease. She looked around, her eyes scanning the crowded streets of New York City. But she saw nothing out of the ordinary.

She shrugged it off and continued walking, her stilettos clicking on the pavement. She was lost in thought, thinking about the details of the fashion show, when suddenly she was grabbed from behind.

A hand clamped over her mouth, and she was dragged into a black SUV that had pulled up alongside her. Ava struggled and kicked, but she was no match for the two men who had grabbed her.

As the SUV sped away from the curb, Ava's mind raced with fear. Who had taken her? And why?

She tried to struggle again, but the men were too strong. They pinned her to the seat, their hands like iron bands around her wrists and ankles.

Ava's heart was racing as the SUV sped through the streets of New York City. She had no idea where she was going, or what was going to happen to her.

But as the minutes ticked by, she began to piece together the clues. She remembered the phone call from Reginald, the warning that he had given her. And she knew that this was all about the deal they had signed.

Reginald had sent these men to kidnap her, to try and get out of the deal. But Ava was not going to go down without a fight. She was going to escape, and she was going to make Reginald pay.

As the SUV finally came to a stop, Ava was dragged out of the car and into a deserted warehouse on the outskirts of the city. She was thrown to the ground, her hands and feet still bound.

Reginald stood over her, a sneer on his face. "You should have stayed out of this, Ava," he said. "You should have let me win."

Ava glared up at him, her eyes blazing with anger. "You're a coward, Reginald," she spat. "You can't even fight fair."

Reginald laughed, a cold, menacing sound. "I'll do whatever it takes to win," he said. "And right now, I'm going to make you an offer. You can either give up your share of the company, or you can rot in this warehouse forever."

Ava's eyes narrowed, her mind racing with possibilities. She knew that she had to get out of this situation, and she knew that she had to make Reginald pay.

She smiled, a cold, calculated smile. "I'll never give up my share of the company," she said. "And I'll never let you win."

Reginald's face darkened with anger, and he signaled to his men. "Take her away," he said. "And make sure she doesn't escape."

As the men dragged Ava away, she knew that she was in a fight for her life. But she was not going to give up. She was going to escape, and she was going to make Reginald pay.