*FREYA*
How I became a pawn in Dane Grayson and Jacob Xavier’s mind games is something I still can’t get out of my mind, also another bitter reminder that everything I have known and believed about the people I knew was all a lie. Jet had a valid reason for keeping it away from me and he was right about one thing, my hatred for them. I wished, I had found out the truth sooner.
Jacob wouldn’t let me out of his sight, it was as if he knew I was planning to escape, I stayed rooted to his side like we were attached by the hips while he discuss whatever business he has with the men in suits. Whenever I made to move away, he would tighten his hold around my waist making me wince from the impact.
“I would like to be excuse, if you don’t mind” I said out loud for everyone in the group to hear, they all turn to look at me as if just realizing I was standing there the whole time.
“Please give us a moment” Jacob hissed at them before half dragging me away from the crowd to the far end of the room. Come to think of it, this seems more like a business meeting than a funeral but I expected nothing more from people who don’t give a fuck about people’s lives! I wondered what will happen if I reported them to the FBI agent but as soon as the thought crossed my mind, I disregarded it. Dying isn’t part of my plan, I need to find my way back to Jet in hopes that he and everyone else were still alive.
“If you think I don’t know what you are up to then think again!” He sneered in my face not caring if half of the room eyes were on us. “I will not hesitate to put a bullet inside you if you pull any stunt. So stay still and be a good little girl! We will be out of here soon” He threatened and then went back to his group. Occasionally he would glance at me, challenging me to escape but I didn’t. I decided to wait for the right time, once the opportunity present itself, I will be out of that door in a flash.
Unfortunately that opportunity never arises and once Jacob was done with his meetings, we left without even saying goodbye to Dane Grayson, not that I wanted to but in my heart I hope this would be the last time I set foot in that house again. The drive back to Jake’s place was taking forever so I gaze out of the window, only to realize we were going in a different direction.
The question was clear on my face as I turned to look at him demanding some explanation, when he refused to answer. “Can I know where we are heading?” I asked him.
“We will be getting married tomorrow, it is only fit we buy you a dress to make the ceremony proper. Anything to convince your father, I’m sincere about my intention to marry you” He answered coursing me to freeze with shock.
“Why tomorrow?” I cried out as I hurried out of the car. “What happened to next week?” I demanded, my heart racing in fear. If we were to be married tomorrow then how will I escape? It was too soon and I needed to convince him otherwise. “Jake please. Why don’t we wait until next week as planned? I abducted, I need time to heal” I couldn’t believe I was saying that but desperate times call for desperate measures.
He stopped walking. “So now you are agreeing with the fact that you were abducted by that sick animal?” He chuckled stroking a lock of my hair away from my face. “I’m not giving you a chance to escape me Emma, you will be my wife by this time tomorrow whether you like it or not” He concluded stepping away from me, I felt the air at the back of my head stand and goosebumps spread over my skin, not because of what Jacob said but because I suddenly had a strange feeling that I was being watched.
The rest of the afternoon was a total nightmare. Jacob wouldn’t let me decide on just any one of the wedding dresses I tested unless he approves of them. He came with his security team so escaping from here also was out of the question but I wasn’t giving up so instead, I pretended to be a little more into the shopping until he finally decided on a gown.
It was slim and long, hugging around my not so big curves, the dress was revealing at the back and the front has a low V neckline. The dress was horrible and I felt naked in it. I didn’t dare voice my opinion since I won’t be wearing it anyway, we spent about two hours at the shop before Jacob instructed his driver to take us to a restaurant to have lunch. The more time I spent around him, the more choking it was becoming for me.
I cleared my throat after the waiter was done giving us our orders. “You once mention that you experimented on Jet, how was that like?” I tried not to look curious, if Jet manage to survive the experiment then there was still a possibility of him being alive.
“We are not going to talk about that bastard” He paused leaning towards me a little. “But there is one thing I want to know, did he force himself on you? Force you to give him what’s mine?” He demanded as one of his hands covered mine across the table.
I resist the urge to withdraw my hand knowing there was nothing gentle about that touch. It was threatening and also a warning and I couldn’t care less. “He doesn’t have to force himself on me” His eyes darkened in anger and his hand were squeezing mine tighter like he wanted to break my fingers but I continued. “He is my soul mate so I wanted him!” I suck in a sharp breath from the pain he was inflicting on my hand. “If you can’t handle the truth then don’t ask” I snapped snatching my hand back.
“A whore is what you are Emma” He cussed at me. “And I’m more than happy to treat you like one” Unshed tears filled my eyes at his words which only fuel my desire to escape.
Tonight I will be escaping and there will be no going back. With my mind made up, I focus my attention on my food instead of the monster sitting in front of me or the throbbing pain I was feeling in my hands. The rest of the lunch was eaten in silence and Jacob content himself with flinging me death stares from across the table.
My mind wandered off to the discussion I have with Dane Grayson at his office earlier today, if he meant what he said then he must have a plan of his own. If I let him help me then I will just be exchanging one pawn master for another and I’d rather die than become what Dane wanted. He wanted an heir badly enough to put my mother through hell then he got Jacob. A good for nothing man like him, although I will never understand why he didn’t choose to knock up someone else to give him a male child.
By the time we return home that night, it was late. Katie fling herself at Jacob immediately after we walked through the door. I gagged when they started kissing and crawling at each other. While kissing her, Jacob was staring at me probably trying to see if I was jealous. Seriously, how dumb can Katie be?
“Escort the whore to her room, she is trying to escape and to make sure that doesn’t happen two of my securities will stand guard outside her door” He instructed her before walking away.
“You should really stop trying to escape” Katie stated, escorting me back to my prison. “Don’t you get it? It’s over” She unlocked the door. “Although I will make you a preposition” She glance at Jacob’s men and then closed the door behind us. “We very much don’t have any use for you once you married Jacob. I could help you get a divorce paper and a promise from you stating that you will never show your face in our lives ever again, will make that happen”
“Thank you very much for your kind offer but I’d rather die than accept a single help from you” I reported expecting her to leave and when she didn’t, I glared at her. “If you don’t mind, I would like to get some sleep now. Tomorrow is my wedding” I bite my lips in an attempt to stop myself from smiling at the annoyed look that crosses her face. She rolled her eyes at me before storming out of the room. Once I heard her bolt the lock, I slumped down on the bed waiting patiently for the time when everyone will retire for the night.
In the midst of waiting, I ended up falling asleep. Something woke me up in the middle of the night, I couldn’t tell what it was or maybe the fact that my room was dark and I recalled leaving the light on. I adjust my eyes to the darkness as I sat up, something felt out of place and yet I couldn’t place my fingers on it. I listened for any sound of footsteps or the guards outside my door but heard nothing. I switch on the lamp beside my bed, setting it to dim.
I frowned picking up a familiar but out of place scent in the room, I closed my eyes trying to understand why it suddenly felt familiar in here. Goosebumps spread over my skin and my heart raced, I was being watched. It might have been what woke me up. As I continue to stare into the distance, the realization slammed into my brain.
“Jet?” I whispered as tears rolled down my face. I couldn’t see him but I could feel him!
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TBC