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Nikita's point of view.
I spotted Paul dancing with Elena. no way! I hid my face behind my hands. He can't do this to me. He's using me like this again. Why Paul? Tears welled up in my eyes. "It isn't Paul. He can't do it with me ", I collapse to the ground. Dad took my hand in his. "Dad, he promised me that he loves me and that he will marry me," I sobbed.
"Obin, shut down all of the airports in the area. and keep a cautious eye on everything. He's not going to be able to fly from here, "I said.
The next day.
"Umm," I murmured, gently opening my eyes. What exactly is going on? I gently sat up and rested my head on my hands. "Derek," I said softly, but no one answered. I looked around, wondering where I was. It's not my room.
I sprang out of bed and glanced out the window. What am I doing here? It isn't located in a township. I abruptly turned back after hearing a voice from behind me. I was taken aback when I saw him. "You," I said.
"Good morning, sweetheart. "I prepared breakfast for you," Paul remarked. "What are you doing here, Paul?" I shouted. "You forget?" he replied with a chuckle. "Didn't we have a fantastic time last night? " What? Then I was correct. It was you. "Elena, I've been missing you badly," he said as he placed the tray on the bed. "No, that can't be," I murmured, tears in my eyes. "Come here," he said, holding out his hand.
"It's breakfast time," he added. "No, Paul, that's wrong," I said, nodding. "What's wrong?" he said as he sat on the bed. I need to get out of here as soon as possible. "And why are you so scared?" he asked. Paul grabbed my hand out of nowhere. I shrieked "no" with my eyes closed. "It's me, Elena," Paul said. I had no choice but to sit on his lap.He smelled, rubbed his nose with my hair, and exhaled loudly. "It's been a long time since I smelled your scent," he added. "Paul," I frightenedly shouted out loud!
He turned away from me and began feeding me. He said, "Open your mouth." I bit my lower lip and turned away. "Elena," Paul said. I am aware of the consequences if I do not listen to him. I'm sure he won't think twice about hurting me. But then he kissed my face and whispered, "Please open your mouth, darling."
What is he up to? I know he's enraged. When a boy touches me, I know how he reacts. I took a bite of food and began to cry. "What's the matter, Elena? Is it awful to eat? ", he asked. I attempted to stand up, but he grabbed me and asked, "So, what exactly is the problem? I'll have something ready for you right now. "' No, I said with a nod. "Please let me go," I pleaded.
Paul gazed at me for a moment, then smiled. "It's not possible now." "You know how peacefully you slept on my arm last night. You know how much I've missed your presence. I slept so well the night before, "Paul closed his eyes and blabbered. I took a glance at the door. I have no choice except to flee.
"Please give me a glass of water," I pleaded to Paul. "I'm sorry," he said hastily as he rose up and reached for the glass. I couldn't let this opportunity pass me by, so I dashed to the door and twisted the knob. Damn it! What's the matter with this door? "Fuck!" I shouted. He added, while gripping the glass, "I know it won't open." He responded, "It's locked, Elena." I sobbed and sat on the floor, saying, "Noo, Paul, let me go." "Relax, Elena," he said hurriedly. "Why are you torturing me like this? Please come here. "As he scooped me up, he said.
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