Kidnapped

NO ESCAPE" You are all mine"......

Greg was happy that Cara was alive but was sad that she was in pain. Dr. Jason had to sedate her while Tracy gave her the final healing dose.

Greg stood behind to watch her as the others went back to the sitting room and Dr. Jason to his bedroom. When the food was ready, they were there except for Greg, who stubbornly refused to eat.

After 5 hours, Cara opened her eyes again and this time her eyes quickly adjusted to the brightness and the pains were no more. She looked up to see cute little eyes looking at him and saw relief on his face.

"Where am I ? What happened to me?" She asked and instead of getting a reply she felt something like water on her face. She looked at him and he was crying. This was strange, she thought, but it was real. Realisation hit him, of course it was Greg after all, but why was he crying? Before she knew it, he gathered her into his arms, hugging her so tightly like his life depended on it.

" You are alive" he finally said, smiling out this time and laughing hard when her stomach growled. He rushed off.

" Damn! Your stomach,, you must embarrass me like this." This man is beautiful, she said out loud. Greg was so happy and relieved that he nearly unknowingly bumped into Dr.Jason, who had with him a plate of rice and salad, heading to the room where Cara was placed.

Greg, smiling sheepishly, said" I am sorry, I didn't see you", he apologized.

Dr. Jason, knowing how much suffering he had been through, smiled in response and handed the food over to him. " not to worry Greg, I was on my way to give her this food as I figured out she would need it once she was awake" he patted him on the shoulder and walked back to the sitting room to rejoin the others, while Greg took the food and went back to the room.

Cara, seeing Greg fully for the first time, kept on blushing. Who can possibly get angry with this hunk of a beauty? I mean, I know that it's wrong to assume that a man is beautiful, but forgive me for saying that this man is excessively beautiful. Pink lips, cute eyes, shoulders broad enough to lean on, a perfect height, hmmmmmmm yummmmy!. Like, what are you thinking, Cara? Cara are you there? I asked myself but can't help but wonder how it will feel to have those hands on my skin. Oushhhhhh! electric sweetness. I can feel myself getting wet from just looking at him. Oh! No, he is coming closer. What should I do?

Greg : Smiling" I am happy that you are okay now. I wish I can take all your pains away. I wish you didn't have to feel all those pains alone. I am sorry for not protecting you enough". He wiped the tears that had lost their way from the corners of his eyes.

Cara : looking a little confused " it's fine now, I am okay. Look, I am alive and well" she smiled.

Greg placed the food on the bed, scooped a spoon to feed her, but she turned her face to the other side embarrassed.

Greg " you need to regain your energy and heal, so eat" he fed her until he was satisfied that she had eaten enough before letting her rest a bit. " I will be back" he said, but stopped in his tracks to remove a strand of hair from entering her eyes.

Cara: looking into his eyes" since you are the cause of this, mayhap, while don't you let me go and quit threatening my parents? I will forgive you instantly" she said.

Greg: tensed up immediately but relaxed " and what made you think that I am threatening your parents? I am not a monster Cara. Your parents have known about my intentions towards you for a long time now. It just happened that I didn't figure out to show myself until things went out of hand" he said.

Cara, tearing up " I don't understand anything you are saying. What do you mean by that until things went out of hand? She glared at him.

Greg, walking to the door, "try to get some rest. Try, I will be back".

Cara, pleading with him this time " please just let me go, I am not even pretty enough and you can have any kind of lady you want. Please not just me, I am all that my parents have, please" she started crying.

Greg looked at her for the last time." Never Cara", he went out with the plates.

Cara, after lying down, sleep refused to come. She kept turning and turning. How the hell am I going to spend the rest of my life with a man that kidnapped me? It was not like he couldn't find any other woman in the world. In fact, with that kind of look, women are bound to lick his feet. At the thought of that, jealousy hit her and she started crying. What kind of fate is this? How can I marry a man that is this good-looking?

GREG'S POV

After I came back to the room and found Cara soundly asleep, I couldn't help but notice traces of tears on her cheeks and wipe them off. I know I hurt you, but I won't let any other man be with you. I will protect you from today, I promise. You will learn to love me" I whispered. I quietly left the room and went to the sitting room to speak with my bodyguard.

Greg, " on no account should anyone know that my wife is still alive" he said to the bodyguard." Go home and inform everyone in my house that my wife is still alive and they should not breathe a word of it outside unless they want to die. And also bring a change of clothes for me and my wife. We will be sleeping here tonight", he concluded.

The bodyguard, "alright Boss", replied and left.

Finally, I looked at Tracy for the first time since we got there and said thank you. I will grant you your request and I am sorry for your family.

Tracy: looking sad, " it's fine and thank you too". This is my fight and I will deal with anyone that crosses me. Your father messed with the wrong person and I will make sure that he pays for his crimes. Sorry for saying this to your face", she apologized.

Greg, " no problem, I know how ruthless and wicked my father is, you have to be very careful when fighting with the devil. I will make arrangements for a house for you" he said, and left the sitting room.

Tracy: panting angrily, she picked up her phone and dialled. After some time, someone answered " Mr. Vicson, you dare mess with me? Wait for me.." you don't know what I am capable of" she said and dropped the call.

Mr. Vicson sat up from his seat after hearing the voice of the last person he ever dreamt of talking to ever again and called his body guard " get me that video of Tracy's death again", he shouted. " No one can survive such a brutal death, never". He sat back on his seat panting " Never".....