The billionaire's hostage

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It's like the website never existed. The lights of the supermarket I ended up in blink before coming b

to make a list of things to do. First, I'll go to the nearest station in the morning and report the theft. The problem is my accommodation. I already spent my savings on the housing website that en

someone's arms. The teenage cashier laughs at the horror in

and hugging it close to my chest. My backpack is literally all I

m. "It's closing time. I was going to let you stay longer but my mom will have my neck." He s

, slinging the backpack over my shoulder. He nods his head as we both w

s, nodding towards the building above the superm

Sheila's inn. The o

in alarm as he looks at

ask. Fear slowly c

hen you came. I honestly thought yo

t this point, I don't know what to think and the fear in his

lls, making us jump. He quickly rushes up the stairs

he inn if

The voice

e dashing off. The words of the woman in the apartment ring in my head again. I shouldn't be out here by this time. The street is now dea

f a gunshot. The sound

hut immediately but my legs remain frozen. Something in me screams for me to

's your em

" I can barely get the words out as I s

s breath. "We'll be on our way." This time around, he sounds less enthusiast

my best,

, her voice is closer. I slowly walk towards the alley in front of me and a hand grips

viously not okay. The relief on her face turns

ut. "Get out!" She pushes my leg away f

. Y-you'll be fine." I say squatting to her

rk alley before turning back to

ight loom behind me and I run even faster. The car speeds up. My heart pounds faster as I draw closer to the inn. I look behind me

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open my eyes. The bright hospital lig

g at me with genuine worry etch on her face. Her brown hair is loosely tied and her lips ar

o the car speeding towards me. From the look of things, the car didn't hit me which I

cratches and concussion, the doctor said you're fine." She explains. Her hand absentmindedly goes to my hair and pats t

ompliments about my hair. Contrary to popular opinion, everyone

pho

I can't find it. I look around for my b

for something?"

o see it last night?" I as

. Do you have a family member to call? You ca

e nearest st

." She offers and I gi

se the bathr

outside

ave the hospital so soon but I didn't have a choice. I should report what happen

lips busted and face full of dirt. I bent over the sink to wash my face and tears roll down my cheek. Thi

be

ice to find a backpack. All I ne

me leaning against a blue mini van. She has her back turn

son replies pisses her off and she swears in another language. "I'll send you the a

pencil skirt and white shirt that was all rumpled. My stomach churn i

s soon as she closes the door. She looks

s fi

nder how far the police station is. I can't even see any house a

ays and I nod. "You can stretch your legs. Do you want anything?" Sh

just call my mom and ask for help. I shake off the thought immediately. Even a teenager that runs from home takes at least a week before returning. I have barely lasted 24 hours. Maybe I should

and I decide to swallow my sha

lend me

at the huge man before me. He grins at

man wall. I turn around and see a smaller man staring at me. He doesn't

can register what he said, a sharp pain pie