Stormy-Rein

I frowned, wondering why wealthy people derived pleasure in showing off their wealth. Who the heck would come to Best-Bite with a convoy? Obviously the person wanted to showcase his wealth. I hissed.

A very huge guy hopped out from the limousine, walked up to me, and informed me that his boss wanted to see me. This statement got me pissed and amused the same time.

"Who the hell is your boss? And why does he wants to see me?"

I asked scowling up at him. Then it occurred to me that it might be Rachael who had wanted to see me. Perhaps, she was told about me, and has made the decision to meet with me.

The anger I had in me died down, when that floated over my head.

"Listen to me, if you don't get your flat ass into the car, I'm going to have to force you in myself."The huge guy suddenly became aggressive, taking menacing steps closer to me.

When Rachael came into my mind, I had liked the idea of meeting with the so called boss. But then, the useless retarded bastard, who bore a strikingly resemblance to beast was trying to threaten me. He was way uglier than beast. He was seven feet tall, muscular with hefty beefy biceps and extremely dark skinned, like a tar.

"I'm not going anywhere, force me if you can. I'll scream that you're trying to abduct me."I retorted taking a step backwards, because beast (that was what my subconscious used in addressing him since I didn't know his name) was taking heavy threatening steps closer to me. And fear was stirring up in me, and twisting on my insides. I stared around me, if anyone was close by. But people were distant from where I was.

"Scream if you can, no one's going to save you."He snarled at me, flashing me his damaged stale teeth. Fully prepared to pull me vigorously.

Those words of his sent icy shivers down my spine. I was being kidnapped?

Before my brain could properly align the word 'Kidnapped' I was already making an attempt to storm off into the Best-Bite. But beast was faster, he grabbed my arm, yanked me that my body collided into this hard body. Then he clamped my mouth close with his hefty beefy paw, which almost blindfolded me, when I tried screaming for help.

All this was unfolding in front of Best-Bite.

People were moving to and fro on the road, talking and laughing, but no one was paying attention to us. All the cars and cabs seemed to be speeding. And we had our backs facing the road.

I was terrified. Who was this boss of his that wanted to see me?

Was it someone I had offended?

Why would Rachael want to kidnap me?

I mentally face palmed in distress.

But Rachael wouldn't kidnap me. What the hell would she do with me? I was only trying to carry out my job as a reporter.

All this thoughts hovered in my head, when I saw a group of boys and girls heading out of Best-Bite.

A voice in my head, my subconscious instructed me to bite beast's hand. So he'd release my mouth, and I'd scream for help.

As if he had read my thoughts, he pointed a gun at my back, then threatened.

"If you try anything stupid, I will shoot you."

I nodded shocked and stilled.

The feeling that a gun, a bulleted gun was pointed to my back sent shivers laced with an indescribable feeling down my god-damned spine.

Who the hell was behind all this? This thought frightfully ran through my brain.

The group of teenagers drew closer towards us. They were talking at the top of their voices, laughing cheerfully and making excited noises.

beast took his hand off my mouth, but still had his gun pointed at my back.

I stood shivering, wondering what next his intentions were. When he suddenly grabbed a fistful my waist with his left hand, leaned his face and his beard which were like like that of a lion's, on my frigging neck.

An overpowering fright claded my every single pore. As confusion stunned my senses, irritation twirled on my insides and I could taste my bittered bile the same time.

What on earth was the animal trying to do?The feel of the touch of his ugly lips on my neck and his lion's beards which was piercing through the skin on my neck, nearly drove me nuts. As every freaking hair on my body stood up, going haywire.

If it wasn't for the gun he was pointing at my back, I surely would have killed him. I would've kicked him in the groin, spit on his face, rained round house earth shattering punches on every part of his disgusting ugly body.

The next few moments were the most irritating and disgusting moments of my life. Because beast was kissing my neck.

Nausea overwhelmed me. Goose bumps arose on my all, as he angled my head forward, to gain more access to leave wet, sloppy, salivary dripping kisses on my neck. And I had no idea if it was because of the gun he had pointed at my back, or because he had his heavy cold lips on my neck that generated the goosebumps.

I bit my lower lip hard that I was very certain I bruised it. Because I could taste the iron after taste of blood. I wanted to wake up from the horrible dream I was having, but I couldn't. It was darn too good to be real.

It was so gross that I almost barfed. He was totally insane, letting his disgusting spittle roll on my neck, and dripped down into my shirt. He deepened the kiss when the group of teenagers came closer.

That was when I understood he was trying to portray we were lovers, for the teenagers and whoever the fuck was present.

Like we were carrying fucking PDA (Public Display of Affection)

Hot tears sprang my eyes as I watched them side step us. They had no idea of what was unveiling what. They thought we were lovers.

But who is behind all of this? Who could that be? I muttered under my breath severally.

"Will you let go of me now?"I asked in between sobs, as the sudden feeling of helplessness hooked around my throat, making me feel like I was being strangled with a rope.

The fuck! I had been crying.

"No."He replied, taking his head off my neck, then said "You smell good."before pushing me towards the limousine, that he came out from earlier on.

The door of the limousine was jerked opened, by someone inside. And beast shoved me in.

His frown grew deep as he sat beside me inside the limousine, still pointing the gun at me. But he had the gun pointed at my head this time. We were sitted behind the idiot who beast referred to as his boss.

Suddenly, the car stared moving. And I became terrified for the upteenth time that night. Where are they taking me to?

"Stop the car, stop the car!"I screamed out of fear, and I was rewarded with a round house slap from beast. In frenzy, the slap rang in my ears, generated an instant weighty migraine, and rendered me deaf.

When the deafness subsided I had to keep my mouth shut, as the car sped so as to avoid more earth shattering slaps from beast.

The so called boss, the idiot, turned to face us. He was dark and huge, like beast. But more fleshier than beast. He was so huge that I knew if he wanted to emerge from a house he'd have to bend his height. I couldn't see his face properly because of the fumes he was blowing into the air. He was smoking tobacco heavily. The white puff was pouring out of his nose, and radiating in the atmosphere.

I couldn't see his face, but he was familiar, like we had met before.

When the smoke died down, I could his face properly.

Holy Chewbacca.

It was Somina White!

I was so stunned that I couldn't resist narrowing my eyes, to scan his face properly. Since I was myopic.

It was him.

What was the bastard doing out here?

He was supposed to be in prison, for fucks sake. I restrained myself from saying that out loud.

"Hello little reporter, it's good to see you again."He smiled inauspiciously, at me.