MARRY ME NOW

I gulped looking at the man before me. It was a setup! What an idiot am I, I should have known. A huge grin plastered on his face.

He walked closer to me. “Don’t come closer!” I screamed at him, but he didn’t even seem to hear what I just said.

His grin was sickening, I looked around if there was anything I could use to protect myself when he suddenly jumped on me resulting in the two of us falling on the bed.

“Help! Somebody help! Please!” I screamed for help but no one came. The man pressed his body against mine, he brought his head to my neck and started kissing it, my effort to push him away was in vain.

He was so much stronger, tears spilt out of my eyes, “stop, please, don’t do this, I beg of you!” I cried. He stood up from me, he quickly unclasped his belt

I thought this was my chance to escape, but his arm suddenly wrapped around my waist pulling me back. Kicking and screaming did nothing to him.

I spotted the vase on the stool behind the bed, I stressed out to reach it, but I couldn’t reach it.

Oh god, please save me. Stretching further for it, I finally reached it, I took a hold of it and hit him on the head with it.

He released me and held his head. “Ahhh.” He growled I took the chance to run.

Bolting out of the room, I ran through the long passage, I reached the place where they were so many people dancing.

“Find her!!!” I heard him growl, I had to hide. I quickly bent down and hid under the table that was close to me.

My heart was beating so fast, what if they caught me? More tears slipped out of my eyes.

After some minutes I heard, “where there fuck could she be?!” It was that man, he was shouting at someone or persons.

“She didn’t leave the club sir, I’m sure she is somewhere around here.” One replied.

“Go fucking find her!!!” He growled. I whimpered, and I might have mistakenly touched something and it fell with a loud noise.

“Who’s there?” A man with a deep voice asked. Fear took over me, I froze, and the table was suddenly flipped over.

I looked up to see 5men before me, 1 of them was that man. He had a stupid smirk on his face. Suddenly I was grabbed by two men. “Let go of me!” I shouted trying to leave their grasp.

“Please, I beg of you.” I cried and suddenly a man walked towards where we were.”

“What are you doing, man, she’s Vick’s fiancee.” The man said, fiancee?!

Something crossed the men’s faces, it was fear. Whoever this Vick guy is, he must be rich or something.

“Come with me.” The guy said grabbing my arm. He practically dragged me out of the club.

“Where are you taking me to?!” I screamed at the unknown man. “Home.” He replied.

Home? What was he talking about? We reached outside and there was a car just beside the door. He opened the car door.

“Get in.” He said. I should make a run for it. “Don’t even think about it.” I heard him say.

He nodded his head towards the men around, they work for him too? Or whoever this Vick guy is.

If I run now, they would catch me. I gulped before entering the car. The door closed and the man came to the driver’s seat and drove off.

I looked carefully at the road, just in case I see a chance to escape, so I would know the way back.

We were suddenly in a familiar environment. Was he taking me back to my aunt’s?

My eyes widened when we stopped just right outside her house. He came out of the car and walked to my door and opened it.

“Come out.” He said, I climbed down.

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“Thank you so much, please greet sir Vick for me.” I heard my aunt say to that man. She knew who Vick is!

I was sitting down on a chair in the living room. “I will.” He replied. I heard the door closed and footsteps coming closer to where I was.

My aunt reached the living room, she was glaring at me. “You never listen to me! If that man had raped you. Oh god.” She said.

My head was down, I couldn’t look at her. “Just do as I say, and you’ll live a wonderful life, Tessa.” She said.

I didn’t answer her, I couldn’t. If I leave again…

You’d regret ever going to him!

You’re so stubborn!

If I go again the third time, maybe something so much more may happen to me.Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.

She’s Vick’s fiancee.

My mind went back to what that man had said. “W-who is Vick?” I asked my aunt to ignore what she has been saying.

“He’s the man I was telling you about, the one who is interested in you.” She replied.

“Well, I said this before, I’m not interested in him, do I have to say it out loud?” I snapped.

“You don’t have a choice in it.” She snapped back.

“What do you mean by I don’t have a choice in it, this is my life!”

“I might have never said this before, but Vick isn’t someone who takes no.”

“Stop! I don’t care, I’m not getting married and there’s nothing you or he can do about it.”

“Oh, that’s where you’re wrong.”

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