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Taken

Her head was heavy when she woke up with a pounding sensation banging on it and her eyes were a bit blurry. She closed her eyes registering what had just happened. It all came back, she had been kidn*pped. Surely they had got the wrong girl or simply they wanted to traffic her. The thought of being trafficked made her blood run cold. She opened her eyes slowly and they adjusted to the light. She sat upright and took in her surroundings. The room was bigger than her comfortable home, thinking about home made her distressed. Her parents would probably be worried about her by now.

"Finally your awake" a feminine voice said walking towards the bed.

The woman looked to be in her late fifties judging by her features. There were a few strands of white hair on her head. Ismay could tell that, she had been a beautiful lady in her youth but still aging had been kind to her.

"You can take a shower, if you like to refresh" she suggested.

Ismay climbed down from the bed and the woman showed her the bathroom. She gasped when she entered it. It was huge and beautiful especially the design.

"Maybe after this, I will get auctioned" she said fearfully but ready to accept her fate whatever it is.

The water ran down her body and she felt herself relaxing in the warmth. This is was what she needed. She closed the tap and grabbed the towel and wrapped it around her body. She grabbed another towel and started drying her long black silky hair. She walked back into the room and stopped dead in her tracks when she saw something in the closet. Everything of hers was there, even her clothes from home were there. After putting on some clothes, she looked for her satchel. Lucky enough her phone was there. The first number she dialed was her mother's number, who picked up on the first ring.

"Has he told you?" she asked and Ismay heard the distress tone in her voice.

"Who mother? Why am I in a foreign place? Did you sell me?" the last question croaked out of her lips.

"Of course not" she fired back. "I'm sorry Ismay" she cried and Ismay wanted answers not her cries.

"Ismay" he father called out softly.

"Father"

"We didn't have money to continue to send you to school beginning of your second year. Your mother and I were struggling a lot. **he paused and she head him sigh** your mother asked your aunt for money. Your aunt after a week managed to get us half a million dollars. The money was a loan that we would pay later on after five years. We sent you to school, paid our debts and your mother used the rest of the money to buy the restaurant and the bakery. The money as it turns out was stolen by your uncle from a mafia king. He managed to pay for his share but your mother and I couldn't. The mafia payed us a visit and wanted to kill us but I begged them not to because I had a daughter who I needed to look after. He told me that as payment, he would take you" his voice broke at his last statement. "We are sorry Ismay" he apologized.

She heard her mother cry painfully in the background and it broke her heart. So this was the reason she had been kidn*pped actually **Taken** by them. So this was her life now.

"It's okay, I understand. Now I will call you again when l get the chance" she said gently, reassuring them. "I love you both so much"

"We love you too honey" they both said at the same time and she hung up.

Her life had just changed drastically, from now on everything would definitely be different. Her stomach growled loudly and that's when she realized that she was actually hungry. There was no way she could go out of the room. Who knows what awaited her. She packed her hair in a messy bun and rampaged through her bag for anything to eat. There were two boxes of snack bars. She opened one box and took out four that she would eat. Just then the door open as she was taking a bite of the first bar.

" Let's go feed you darling" the woman from before said smiling at her. "I like how you dress" she giggled and Ismay looked down.

She wore black jeans and a black baggy hoodie that reached her knees. The hoodie wore her instead of her wearing it but she had her reasons for preferring baggy clothing. They walked out together and the woman led her to the dining room. The room was quiet but she sensed that there were people there. She kept her head down as she sat next to the woman. Food was served shortly after and only the sound of cutlery could be heard in the room.

"Ismay" a deep voice called out, it instantly sent shivers through every part of her not only her spine. It was a voice of a man that expected nothing less than to be obeyed, feared and respected.

She raised her eyes to look at the man who had called her. Their eyes locked and she tore her gaze away from him, quickly as if she had just been burnt. Under the table her hand was shaking.

"Boss" two guards yelled walking in carrying in a man who was badly beaten up and had a gun shot wound on his stomach.

Judging by his color disorientation, he had lost a lot of blood and he was slowly dying.

"Did you call the doctor?" he asked and they nodded putting the injured man on the floor.

"He's half an hour away" one of the guards told him.

Half an hour, she knew by the time he arrived the would be dead by then. She ran upstairs to her room. Her memory had served her well, she had gotten the correct room. She grabbed her medical kit and rushed back downstairs to attend to the man. She rolled up the sleeves of the hoodie and opened up her medical kit. She used the scissors to cut off the bloody shirt he was wearing. Judging by the oozing out of his blood, the bullet had hit a vein, not an artery. The bullet was still stuck in there and she had to remove it.

"Hold him down and get me a bottle of whiskey" she said calmly. "Also a lighter and knife"

The two guards held him down, whiskey was handed to her shortly after. She removed the bullet and more blood started coming out of the wound. One of the guards passed the lighter and knife to her.

"Hold him down firmly and make sure he doesn't break free" she said pouring the whiskey on his wound.

He was groaning in pain and trying to break fresh from their hold. She started heating up the knife with the lighter. He screamed out in pain as she placed the hot knife on his wound, they struggled to keep him still but she continued to press down the knife on his wound. The bleeding had finally stopped and she started stitching up the wound. After she finished stitching up the wound, she disinfected the area around the wound. She bandaged up his wound. She found a painkiller injection and injected him with it. He fell asleep a few minutes later and they carried him away to one of the rooms downstairs.

"Are you a doctor?" the woman asked breaking the silence.

"No, not yet. I'm a fourth year medical student" she explained.

"Where is here?" asked the doctor walking in, breathing heavily.

"Treated" she said looking up at him and he smiled at her in recognition.

"Doctor Seth" he said in acknowledgement.

"I'm still a student Doctor Matthews" she reminded him.

"That's what you keep saying but trust me you're already a doctor. Alright, let me go see your patient" he said and she nodded.

He walked away to go see the patient. Her hands were bloody and she knew another shower would completely get rid off the smell of blood from her.

"Go wash up then after meet me in my room" he said walking away.

She stared at him until he was out of sight then she rushed to take another shower. She took a shower for a few minutes not wanting to keep him waiting. Different thoughts kept creeping in and none of them were good. She quickly finished up and dressed up in another pair of jeans, they were a shade of faded blue. She wore a black polo neck then wore a light blue baggy hoodie on top. She packed her hair in a ponytail style.

"Ma'am" called out a soft voice and she turned to face who it was. "I'm here accompany you to the master's room" she told her.

"Ok" she said following behind the maid who led her to his room.

She stopped and they stood by a large door. It had a black wolf caved on it.

"Do I knock?" she asked curiously but the maid shook her head sideways, an indication of the answer no and bowed to her before leaving her standing alone.

She sighed briefly before opening the door and walking in. She closed the door and turned to face him. Color instantly drained from her body, the men in this room could send you six feet under just by their stares. Their stares made her wish that the earth would open up and swallow her whole. Her heart was beating uncontrollably and she became stiff, unable to move.

"Get out" he yelled darkly and firmly bringing her back to reality.

"I'm sorry" she apologized and turned to run away but..

"Ismay" he called her making her stop dead in her tracks. "Come here" he commanded with so much authority.

She turned around and slowly walked to were he was. The scary looking men quickly walked out of the room, leaving her confused.

"Sit down" he said gesturing for her to sit next to him.

She sat down as instructed and waited for what he had to say next to her. Those men, she wondered. Was he doing business with them because he wanted to sell her? The question was at the tip of her tongue but she wouldn't dare to ask him.

He stared at her, she was so small, so very much innocent. He wondered if she would fit in his world. He tapped her shoulder gently and she flinched at his touch.

"Relax doll, I'm not going to hurt you" he reassured her and she released the breath she had been holding in all this time.

"Why did you flinch? Has someone ever hurt you?" he asked and she quickly looked up, staring into his eyes, surprised that he had actually easily read through her.

She couldn't tell him. It was something she never spoke about to anyone but it had made her become a shell of a person, who couldn't trust anyone but her parents. Bringing it up only brought up a buried past that she hated talking about. He noticed how distant and uncomfortable she had become, he decided to speak up.

"Alright doll, I will find out on my own" he said staring into her black midnight eyes. "By the way never apologize for walking into a room I'm in" he told her and she nodded slowly.

"Did you call me here to tell me that you're going to sell me?" she said looking down whilst playing with her fingers.

"Sell you?" he asked chuckling deeply.

"Yes" she said lowly, almost inaudible but he heard her loud and clear.

"What do you think doll?" he asked holding her chin up so she would look at him.

"That's the only way to get your money back" she said holding back the tears that threatened to spill out.

" Do I look like I need the money? " he asked darkly.

" No, of course not " she said quickly, not wanting to piss him off.

" Good then, I called you to ask you if there is anything you want me to get for you" he said releasing her chin.

"Huh?" she asked confused.

Scratching his head slightly. "I'm going out, so is there anything you want me to buy for you?" he asked staring at her.

" No" she said shaking her head sideways.

" Are you comfortable with what you're wearing right now doll?" he asked staring at her choice of clothing.

"Yes I am"

" Good, we are going out" he said pulling her hand.

He held her hand as dragged her along with him. Everyone they passed in the house bowed to them. She felt so small with her new surroundings.

"Which car are we using?" he asked looking at her and she had a confused expression on her face.

"Aren't they all just cars?" she asked him and him shook his head, holding in a laugh.

"Alright let's do this **he paused for a moment before continuing** chose a car that you like the most."

"The black one" she pointed at the car at the far right.

" That's actually my favorite car" he took the car's keys from the butler. "Good choice doll" he said briefly.

He opened the door for her and she got in then he leaned in to put her seat belt on. He closed her door then walked over to the driver's side. He slide into his seat then started the car. The engine roared loudly as he drove off. He kept stealing glances at her as he drove.

"Play some music" he said and it came out like a command and he sighed.

He wasn't used to asking, he knew how to command and give out instructions that everyone had to follow without any hesitation but with her now everything was now totally different

"You can play some music if you want" he said trying to sound polite.

"Thank you" she said smiling briefly at him.

He parked at the mall and looked at her briefly before walking out of the car. He opened the door for her then locked up. He motioned for her to follow him and she did. They went straight to were he normally shopped.

"Welcome sir" a lady who seemed to work in the boutique said nicely and he simply nodded as a response.

"Get her clothes" he pointed at Ismay, who felt so small standing next to him. "Anything you think will suit her, make sure you give her. I know she's too shy to say what she wants" they both chuckled.

"You know I'm the best, so don't worry she's in safe hands" the lady said dragging Ismay away.

"I didn't say drain her with the clothe load, I know you Amber" he said shouting loud enough for her to hear.

"Leave my store" she said laughing away.

"Baby doll, I'm Amber by the way" she introduced herself picking out some clothes.

"Nice to meet you ma'am, my name is Ismay" she said shyly and Amber chuckled slightly.

He must really love her, Amber thought happily. There has never been any woman he had ever brought to shop with except his sister who he always left and later came back to pick up.

"Don't call me ma'am, you make me feel old" she said grinning and Ismay nodded slightly. "So I have selected these clothes for you and l think from what I see in your sense of style, they will still portray that vibe" she said pushing her into the fitting room.

She tried on a lot of clothes and they were all really nice. When she saw the price her jaw literally dropped to the floor. She selected sneakers but Amber also selected heels for her.

"What do you think of this?" Amber asked showing her a nightie that would barely cover up anything. It was transparent to top it all off.

"It's too much" she whispered.

"Good that's the aim, baby doll" her eyes held a glint of naughtiness in them.

"Amber, it's too much" she tried to tell Amber but was not listening to her.

The clothes were packed and put in the car. She checked the receipt and was shocked, this money could put her through college and buy her a small comfortable house. She was so lost staring that she didn't feel him standing behind her.

"What's wrong doll?" he whispered into her ear, startling her in the process.

His voice sent shivers down her spine. A thought crossed her mind and she quickly brushed it off, shocked that she had actually thought of something like that.

"The clothes are too expensive" she whispered and he stared at her innocent face.

"Don't worry about it, you deserve this and so much more" he said and saw worry across her face. "Let's go eat" he said holding her hand.

He drove to a restaurant that was thirty minutes away. It was beautiful and the view of the lake was just the tip of the iceberg. When they walked in, she felt underdressed. She tugged at his arm and he stopped to listen to her.

"Let's go back" she whispered softly.

"Why do you want to go back? Is there something you don't like?" he asked staring down at her.

"I'm underdressed" she whispered. "Also If we eat together, you might get a bad reputation"

"I don't care about that, let's go eat" he dragged her along.

"But.." she tried to protest but he wasn't hearing anything of it.

They walked to a table that captured the whole view of the lake perfectly. Shortly after a waitress walked over to their table as soon they sat down.

"Get me my usual" he said and she nodded and turned to Ismay, eyeing her.

"Ma'am what will you be getting?" she asked and Ismay didn't miss the hint of attitude in her voice.

"We are both getting my usual but instead of a glass of whiskey get her orange juice" he spoke up.

"Noted sir, it will be ready in fifteen minutes" she said politely walking away.

His phone started ringing and he excused himself to go answer it. Their stares were piercing through her skin and she tried to not let them get to her. The waitress came back with a glass of water and accidentally spilled the water on her.

"I'm so sorry ma'am" she said trying to clean the mess up but instead she was spilling more water on her.

"Where is your restroom?" she asked standing up.

"Right through that corridor, the second door on the left" she told her and Ismay walked away to clean herself up.

The waitress winked at the man who sat in the corner, who smirked in return. Shortly after he stood up and went after Ismay. Ismay took off her hoodie and the polo neck since they were both wet. She looked at her self in the mirror and sighed in defeat then looked down at her hands. The door opened and her eyes shot up immediately, she could see him through the mirror. He smirked at her and locked the door. Fear rippled in her body. She tried to enter one of the bathroom stalls to lock herself inside but he was quick to grab her. He pulled her hair, almost pulling it out by its roots and roughly pushed her against the wall. Her back hit the wall and the pain she felt brought tears to her eyes.

After hanging up the phone, another call came in. He checked the caller ID first and answered after seeing that it was Kurt.

"This better be.." before he could finish, Kurt cut him off shortly.

"Boss, Ismay just went to the restroom and some guy followed after her. She wasn't back yet so I checked the footage and that guy got into the same restroom as her" he explained and Rayner cut the call, anger already brewing inside of him.

He rushed to the restroom and tried to open the door but it was locked. He could hear her screaming for help and that alone made him more enraged. He pulled out his gun and shot the door handle. He pushed the door open and he found her unconscious, all batted up. The guy had successfully removed her pants. He punched the living daylights out of him, leaving the guy with no room to fight him off. He only stopped when he stared at her. He got off the guy who was groaning in pain and walked over to her. Her clothes were torn and she was only left in her undergarments. He took off his jacket and put it on her. It reached her knees since she was so small. He carried her in his arms and shortly Kurt walked in with the other man, the anger they saw flashing in his eyes scared them shirtless but they didn't want to show it.

"Boss" they said waiting for his command.

"Take him to the warehouse and chain him up. Rough him up a bit, I want him breathing when I come there" he said walking out.

He drove off in high speed heading to the doctors house. The men dragged the guy along and onlookers pretended not to see anything. Kurt stopped in front of the waitress, smiling crazily.

"Let's go" he said pulling her hair and she screamed in pain.

She tried clawing him with her nails but he held her hand in a death grip. He twisted her arm to a point were everyone heard a snapping sound and she passed out. The men just kept quiet as they dragged the two to the car.

"Treat her" he said putting her down gently and walked out.

The doctor treated her bruised face and injected her with morphine that would have her knocked out cold for a few hours. He came back and carried her away. When he got home he left clear instructions that no one should disturb her. He drove like a total maniac to the warehouse.

The guy was badly beaten up and chained up like an animal.

"Inject him" he commanded the doctor and he did. "The drug that the doc just injected you is mainly used by athletes to boost their performance, of course that's illegal" he explained to him. "I need you to be awake so that I can deal with you for touching what's mine" he declared darkly. "No one messes with my property and lives to tell the tale" he signalled for Kurt to get him his gloves and a bat.

The waitress watched in horror as Rayner swung the bat and it broke when he hit the guy. She was shivering in fear and peed her pants. Rayner grabbed the butcher knife and chopped off the guys hand and he screamed in pain as blood oozed out.

"Hush now" he hushed him. "You used that hand to touch what's mine, actually you used both" he said chopping off the other hand and the guy screamed louder than before, with tears streaming down his face.

The pain was excruciating and even in death he was sure he would remember it all. He saw the look in his eyes and cried. He had messed with the wrong girl this time. How could he have messed with a mafia King's woman. He had heard how crazy they went over their women but he hadn't believed it. Now, with all this pain, he knew and he couldn't take it anymore.

"Please" he begged, his voice barely audible. "Just kill me" he sobbed.

"Did you stop when she begged you to?" he yelled him and he just kept quiet. "Bring her over here" he pointed at the waitress who cried as she was being dragged next to the guy.

She was shaking as he stared at her. Different thoughts occupied her mind as she thought of what he would do to her. He pulled out his gun and clocked it. She closed her eyes ready to meet her fate. He emptied all his bullets on her. She was dead, left in a pool of her own blood, lifeless.

"I'm done playing games" he said getting a bottle of petrol and acid. "Open for me" he said to the guy who reluctantly did as he was told.

He poured the acid in his mouth and it would start working in the next five minutes. Corroding away his insides slowly. He poured the whole petrol bottle on him then threw the lighter at him.

"Send my regards to the one who controls whatever s**t hole your headed to" he said walking to the shower room.

His men watched as the guy was burning, he had longed stopped screaming and begging for mercy. The acid had ate away his vocal codes. After a few minutes, only ashes were left of what he had been. They poured acid on the waitress's body and torched it. Rayner walked out, he had showered and changed into a new, cleaner set of clothing. He threw the old set of clothing he had been wearing on the current burning body.

"Kurt make sure that the video of today's events reaches the mafia world and crashes as soon as it finishes playing." he said and Kurt nodded. "I want my merchandise to move smoothly tonight, go to the mafia house and pick the best team for the job. I want no mistakes and I want my money by tomorrow morning"

"Sure thing boss" he said walking out with him.

"Kurt one more thing" he paused staring at him.

"I know Rayner, I won't go with them" he said matching up to his hard stare.

"Good, I don't want my right hand man getting into trouble"

"It almost sounds like you care about me" he said holding his chest dramatically and they both chuckled.

"Just don't go" he said firmly, leaving no room for questioning.

"I heard you boss" he said waving him off. "Take care of my sister in law" he said grinning at him.

"Just like that you have accepted her?" he questioned him.

"Rayner, I saw it in your eyes how you looked at her picture when we went to her uncle's house. That look, you were starstruck. I knew you had already fallen in love with her. So yeah, I accepted her because I saw how much you already loved her." he explained

"Alright then" he said briefly getting in the car.

"By the way, Rayner I also accepted her because you're obsessed with her" he said and Rayner shot him a deadly glare.

He held out his middle finger and drove off, leaving Kurt laughing his head off.

He walked into the house and bumped into his nanny.

"She was having nightmares" she started off and he clenched his jaw. "I think she has been hurt before Rayner, make sure you get the bustard who hurt her" she said firmly.

"I already did" he told her but she shook her head in disapproval.

"I'm not talking about the one you dealt with today son." she sighed. "I'm talking about the one who made her want to cover herself up, who broke her spirit. She's a sweet girl with a painful story, I saw it in her eyes when l held her. She kept telling me that he's going to lock her up if she's not a good girl. Today's events brought back the trauma, she had worked so hard to bury." she explained to him and he clenched his jaw in anger.

No matter what it took, he would find whoever dared to hurt her and make sure they were completely wiped out of existence.

"I will find him" he said firmly with determination laced in his voice.

"Good now, go to her" she said pushing him away and he chuckled lowly.

He got into her room and watched her sleep so peacefully. She looked so fragile and delicate. He watched her and wondered if she was cut out for his world. One thing was for sure though, he would never let her go, no matter what. No one would dare hurt her as long as he was breathing.

"You're mine Ismay" he declared lowly, not wanting to wake her up.

His declaration came out firmly and he meant each word he said.

He watched as tears started rolling down her cheeks. She was having a nightmare of the events that haunted her from her past.

"Don't hurt me" she begged in her sleep, whimpering in the process.

He tried to wake her up by shaking her but she wouldn't budge.

"Ismay wake up" he shook her and she kept her eyes firmly closed. "Wake up" he yelled and she woke up with an abrupt start.

She flinched when she saw his hand on her shoulder. He saw the fear in her eyes and let her go. She moved a little and hugged her knees tightly. He clenched his jaws watching her in such a position. He stood up to leave her but she stood up and jumped on his back, catching him off guard. She wrapped her legs around him and held onto him tightly.

"Stay with me" she whispered in his ear.

"Ismay, what makes you think that I won't hurt you?" he asked and she kept quiet for a minute thinking about his words.

"I know you won't hurt me. You saved me from that man. I trust you Rayner" she whispered his name out softly.

"That's good enough for now" he said calmly.

"I'm hungry" she pouted cutely getting down off his back.

"Let's go"