Darkness shrouded her senses as she tried her best to have a look at her surroundings. But all she saw was nothing but obsolete bleakness. She tried to forcefully open her eyelids but they felt too heavy for her to even move, as if some weight was pressing them down. She wanted to take it off but her hands were restrained behind her back. She tugged at the restraints a little which only caused the rough binds to dig into her slender wrists.
"Ugh!" A muffled groan resonated at the back of her throat as she tried to call for help, but her muffled pleas for help went unheard. All she wanted to do was get back to the banquet and be with him, her one true love. She wanted to rewind the time and go back to the moment she forced him to leave and take Elena with him.
She wanted him to be here with her, to provide her the warmth she was missing so much. She wasn't worried for her own self, but rather her little angels. She was worried that whoever was behind this, would hurt them. 'I hope you will find me soon.' She kept repeating the same mantra again and again in her head. It was the only thing which was keeping her mind sane, and holding the pessimistic thoughts at a bay.
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An hour ago,
"Thank you so much, Mr. Parker. And I apologise that you have to look over the press conference at the very last moment. If it wasn't for David leaving, I wouldn't have bothered you with it." Stella apologized to the Vice President politely for giving him more work to do.
"It's no problem, Boss. I just hope his mother is doing alright. Let me know if you need me to arrange another assistant for you meanwhile. David could take a couple of days off if he wants and look after her mother properly." Parker replied to her humbly.
"I think that won't be required. He said it's nothing serious and that he'll be back to work by tomorrow." She declined his offer. "And thank you so much for your hardwork. The banquet wouldn't have been this successful without you. I owe you one." She added with a professional smile. She was glad that none of the reporters bothered to ask anything regarding her personal life as it was clearly stated by Parker before he let her have the microphone.
After getting done with the press conference, she was on her way out to see whether or not Edward had arrived. She knew that in no way, her dear husband would have been able to make it back from the base to the banquet. Hence she decided to give Edward a call to make him work as her driver once again, and left a text for Adam to drive back directly to her penthouse instead of coming here.
The moment she walked into the parking lot, someone stumbled into her. Before she could apologise to the person or even recover from the bump, she felt something being pressed against her nose as a hand wrapped around her lower back. She tried to call for help, but no matter how she struggled to get out of the grip, or tried to shout for help, all of it went in vain.
She felt her senses going numb as her vision turned black and her legs gave in. The next moment she regained her senses, she found herself tied in a sitting position with her hands restrained behind her back and her legs tied to either of the chairs front legs.
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Stella tried her best to scream, but her lips refused to part even so slightly. After trying for a couple of times more, she gave uo. It was useless for her to waste anymore of her energy. She didn't know if she would be given anything to eat here or not. It was better to preserve whatever energy was left in her body.
The quietness engulfing her was suddenly shattered by the sound of crisp footsteps which she could feel getting closer to herself. To keep holding on to the last shred of hope she had left then, she kept repeating the same line in her mind. 'I know you'll find me soon, my love. Just don't keep me waiting for too long here.' She had utter faith in Adam that he won't let anything happen to her and their babies.
"Well, well, well! Who do we have here?"
The not so unfamiliar voice sent shivers creeping down her spine as every single hair on her body stood up in attention.
"You are finally here."
She heard him whisper next to her ear. She scrunched her eyebrows together when she felt his breath brushing against her ears. She felt some being pulled off her lips as his fingers brushed against her cheeks.
"What do you want?" Trying to maintain a strong front before him, she blurted out in a firm tone.
"You don't need to worry about it, my love. I already have what I wanted, you." He spoke into her ear as his fingers found their way to the locks of her hair which were sticking out of the blindfold. "I don't need anything beside you. You are everything that I have always wanted to have, Stella." He twirled the dark brown locks around his index finger and inhaled deeply, taking a long whiff of her scent.
"Why are you doing this? I don't remember doing you any harm." Stella questioned him only to get a hysterical laugh in response.
"You are indeed right somewhere there. You didn't do me any harm, but you did injure my heart when I first laid my eyes on you. And to compensate me for the loss, you have to spend your life with me." He took a couple of steps back from her chair and shook his head after watching the state she was in.
"I apologise if my men were rough with you and caused you any pain." He apologized to her and helped her in getting out of the restraints. Lastly, he removed the blindfold and took a couple of steps back to put some distance in between them.
"Why are you doing this, Taylor?" She muttered softly as she waited for eyes to get used to the light. She finally opened her eyes fully and stared at the man who was still wearing the same clothes from earlier. She looked around expecting to find herself stuck in some bleak room or an old, abandoned warehouse, but instead she found herself sitting in a room, next to a four poster bed which only made her frown.
Seeing her confused expressions, Taylor couldn't help but chuckle lightly. "You didn't think that I would keep you locked in some dungeon? I can never do that to you, sweetheart."
Without paying any heed to his words, she repeated her question. "Why are you doing this?"
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