"You, my dear. Are going to beg for your father. Your safety for him." He said as he pulled a chair over and sat beside the TV.
"What?" I shrieked. What is wrong with this man!
Does he not know who my father is! He could give 2 shits about me let alone come here and take my spot to save me.
"Why don't you just ask for money?" I asked him.
"He'd be more willing to pay you to keep me!" I yelled at him.
He continued to walk closer to me till he was so close the gun was only a few inches from my head.
"I asked you a question. Who......the hell.......are you?" He asked again growling deep in his throat.
"I. um. I..... my name um." I couldn't take my eyes off of the gun that was pointing at me and it was making me loose all my education and speaking abilities.
"SPEAK!" He yelled at me making me jump.
"Brooklynne! Brooklynne McLin!" I screamed out as loud as I could scream.
"I should shoot you now just because of who you are!" He said through clenched teeth.
Brooklynne Jane McLin - 17yrs student who's father doesn't care if she lives or dies since her mother's death 9 years ago, has been kidnapped and held for ransom. Only to find herself in Great Britain with the man who held her for ransom!
Nash Greysen Hawkins - 28yrs Great Britain mafia leader wants revenge on the man who killed his wife 3 years ago. Tries to go after him by holding his daughter for ransom, except the father doesn't care what happens to his daughter.
Will love build or will his hatred kill?
It's been 6 years since Nash and I got married. I became legal to drive in this country not to long after we moved here. It was really weird at first because they drive on the right side of the road. Which you would think it would feel normal for me but after those few years living in ……