kidn*pped while running from my arranged marriage

Chapter 2

Rihanna's eyes darted around the cramped taxi, searching for any opportunity to escape. The wanted criminal's gun rested casually on his lap, a constant reminder of her precarious situation. She tried to think clearly, but her mind was a jumble of fear and panic.

As the taxi rumbled down the narrow path, Rihanna spotted a glimmer of hope, a small village up ahead. Maybe she could scream for help or try to make a run for it. But the wanted criminal seemed to sense her thoughts, his eyes narrowing as he leaned forward to whisper in her ear:

"Don't even think about it."

Rihanna's phone buzzed with another message from Tulip, the notifications piling up on her screen. She hesitated, her thumb hovering over the reply button, but she didn't dare respond. The wanted criminal's eyes were fixed on her, his gaze piercing and unnerving.

She couldn't risk revealing her situation to Tulip, not now. The messages would have to wait. Rihanna's fear kept her silent, her phone buzzing with unanswered messages as the taxi continued down the deserted path.

Rihanna's heart sank as Tulip's name flashed on her screen, the loud ringtone piercing the tense silence in the taxi. The wanted criminal's eyes snapped towards her, his expression darkening.

"Answer it," he growled, his voice low and menacing. "But don't say a word about this. Got it?"

Rihanna's hands were shaking as she hesitated, unsure of what to do. The ringtone continued to echo through the taxi, increasing the pressure.

Rihanna took a deep breath and slowly reached for the phone, her fingers trembling as she accepted the call. She put it on speakerphone, trying to compose herself.

"Hello?" she said, attempting to sound normal, her voice barely above a whisper.

Tulip's voice came through the phone, cheerful and oblivious to the danger Rihanna was in. "Hey, girl! Where are you? You've been MIA all morning!"

Rihanna's eyes locked onto the wanted criminal, her mind racing with a mix of fear and desperation. She tried to play it cool, hoping Tulip wouldn't suspect anything was wrong.

"Hey, Tulip, I'm running a bit behind schedule," Rihanna said, trying to convey a hidden message. "But I'll be there soon. Just... just wait for me, okay?"

Tulip's voice was reassuring. "Don't worry, I'm here. I'll wait for you. But hurry up, we don't have much time!"

The wanted criminal's eyes narrowed, his grip on the gun tightening. Rihanna knew she had to be careful not to arouse his suspicion. She forced a smile onto her face, hoping Tulip would pick up on the hint.

"Thanks, Tulip. I'll... I'll see you soon," Rihanna said, trying to convey a sense of urgency.

The wanted criminal's gaze never left hers, his eyes cold and calculating. Rihanna knew she was playing a dangerous game, but she had to hold on to hope that Tulip would be her ticket to freedom.

She was so disoriented, wanting Tulip to know at the same time not wanting her to worry about her. She was at loss but for now,she wished Tulip would understand and catch on pretty quick that she was in a grave danger.

Rihanna ended the call, her heart racing with anticipation. She glanced at the wanted criminal, trying to gauge his reaction. His expression remained unreadable, but his grip on the gun didn't loosen.

The taxi continued down the deserted path, the silence between them thick with tension. Rihanna's mind was racing with thoughts of escape, her eyes fixed on the door, willing it to open or for an opportunity to present itself.

The wanted criminal's eyes never left hers, his gaze piercing and unnerving. Rihanna knew she had to keep playing the role of a captive, hoping against hope that Tulip would somehow rescue her.

As the taxi slowed down, Rihanna's heart skipped a beat. Was this her chance to escape? Or would she end up in even more danger? The uncertainty hung in the air, leaving her breathless.

As the wanted criminal opened the door to exit, Rihanna saw her chance. She took a deep breath and made a split-second decision, ducking down and sliding under the car. The rough asphalt scraped against her palms and clothes as she pulled herself to safety, her heart racing with fear.

The wanted criminal's voice was muffled as he shouted, "You think you can escape me?" Rihanna didn't look back, she kept moving, crawling out from under the car and making a run for it.

She emerged on the other side, gasping for air, and took off in a sprint. The sound of the wanted criminal's angry shouts and footsteps behind her fueled her adrenaline, propelling her forward. Rihanna didn't dare look back, she kept her eyes fixed on the road ahead, praying she'd find Tulip and safety soon.

She was supposed to be in the airport or even out of the country by now but the daymare was not what she saw coming.

The snowflakes fell thick and fast, blanketing the surroundings in a white veil. Rihanna's feet pounded the ground, her breath misting in the cold air as she ran. The snow made it harder to see, but she didn't dare slow down.

The wanted criminal's shouts were muffled by the snowfall, and Rihanna hoped the weather would work in her favor. She squinted through the snow, trying to spot Tulip or the airport, but everything was obscured.

Just when she thought she'd lose her footing on the slippery ground, Rihanna saw a figure waving frantically in the distance. Tulip! She was holding a sign, her eyes locked on the taxi behind Rihanna.

With renewed energy, Rihanna sprinted towards Tulip.

Rihanna's heart sank as she realized her mistake. The figure waving in the distance wasn't Tulip, but the wanted criminal, his face twisted in a sinister grin. He was holding a sign with some written words like he was a saviour in the snow, a cruel trick to lure her into his trap.

Rihanna's instincts screamed at her to turn around and run, but her legs felt heavy with fear. The snow continued to fall, shrouding the scene in an eerie silence.

The wanted criminal's eyes locked onto hers, his gaze cold. Rihanna knew she had to act fast, or she'd be caught. She spun around, her eyes scanning the snowy landscape for any sign of a place to hide.

The snowflakes swirled around her, obscuring her vision. Rihanna's legs gave way beneath her, and she felt herself falling. The next thing she knew, she was on the ground, the wanted criminal looming over her.

His eyes gleamed with triumph as he reached out to grab her. Rihanna tried to scramble away, but her limbs felt numb and unresponsive. The snow fell heavily around her, muffling her struggles.

The wanted criminal's grip tightened around her wrists as Rihanna's eyes widened in terror. "Please, don't kill me," she whispered, her voice barely audible over the snowfall.

The wanted criminal's expression was unreadable, his eyes cold and calculating. Rihanna's world began to fade, and she felt herself slipping away. Her body went limp, and she fell unconscious, the snow covering her like a shroud.