The Possessed Cheater 4 Kidnapped
"Well, tell me all of them. We have time, I suppose," I inquire, curious to know what they have to say.I am also delaying time, hopefully someone will notice I'm missing and save me."I guess you don't know me. Your dad was the one who fired my dad. I'm doing this for revenge." the handsome man is speaks.My dad did what? That's just...not something he would do. What's going on here?"Yeah, and he fired all of us too," says another man. He looks over 35 years old.I laugh."You must be dumb."Hah, if it was really my dad, he would've killed all of you. Firing you? He hasn't become softer through the years, has he?"You b*tch! So what if it's not true, huh? What are you gonna do about it?" one of the man snapped, before slapping me with his right hand.I remain silent. My left cheek is red, while my head turned to the right.The handsome man approached me: "Well, what should we do with you? Cut that pretty face? Or maybe destroy that body?"He looks serious, which is scary.It's pretty understandable what he means by the past part; he wants to violate her private parts."You...can't touch my body. I won't allow you!" I exclaim, looking angry yet scared."Oh? I guess missy's still innocent? That's making me want to touch you even more."He kiss my neck and touch my breast."No! Stop! Don't touch me!" I struggle, falling down. It... Moves. The chair isn't attached to the floor, which means I still have a slight chance to escape. Unfortunately, being on the floor, I can't do muchd.a.m.n it!He squats down to me and starts trying to rip my clothes off, when suddenly someone kicked the door.It's Oliver and his men!"Oliver!" I scream with joy. Finally, he's here to save me.He looks at me, and then at the handsome man."How dare you touch her?" he snapped, looking at him with a death glare.He really doesn't look like the Oliver I know.Such a scary person... Is this really him?He runs towards the man and punches him in the face, making him pa.s.s out immediately.In minutes, all of them were lying on the floor, and Oliver untied the ropes off me and carries me bridal-style.His arms feel very warm... I feel so sleepy to the point where I take a nap in his arms.I don't know what happened after that, but when I woke up again, I was on my bed, and Oliver sitting on a chair besides me."You're...finally awake. It's good to see you're ok," he tells me, with a pitiful and sorrowful look in his eyes.What happened to him? He doesn't look like he has slept in days. What's with those bags under his eyes? d.a.m.n, did I make him worry that much?"It looks like you haven't slept. Come here, I'll let you sleep on my bed," I tell him, uncovering myself. My bed is big enough for two, so it should be ok.
He looks at me, his lips curling up, and comes in.I'm actually very nervous, but he seems exhausted. He's already sleeping, but d.a.m.n, does he have a handsome face or what?His lashes look even longer than usual.The next morning, I wake up from the alarm.I see Oliver, who also wakes up."Good morning," he tells me, and I answer the same.It felt amazing to have Oliver with me.While he washes up, I dress myself.I wore a black shoulderless short with long sleeves, and a pair of brown, wide legged pants.Going to school together is always the best.It looks like he really has changed for the better.On the way, I ask him: "How long have I been asleep for?""Three weeks."Wait, what? That much?I look at him with a stunned look, until he says: "I'm just kidding, it's been one night and some hours." patting my head.That makes more sense.Before I could tell him anything, we arrived at school.