A BABY FOR THE CEO
Destiny friday · Ongoing · 30.7k Words
Introduction
All Liza ever thought of was sitting close to her laptop and penning down her imaginations into novels, but life turn around for when when she got kidnapped one day and was demanded for a baby she never knew existed.
Chapter 1
The sudden coldness of water woke Liz from her slumber, her body shooked from the effect, she was drenched badly by the pail of water someone had just poured on her to wake her up from sleep.
She gazed down at her body, the silky night dress she had recalled putting on before going to bed was drenched badly, revealing her explicit features; one could see her perky breast too clearly without ripping off the chemise, her shapes, curves, and body was no longer hidden.
Liz scanned her environment, this wasn't her bedroom, and neither was it anywhere in her apartment. Confused, in her drowsy state, she pushed the strands of wet hairs that were covering a part of her face away. Blinking her sleepy eyes as she tried to focus more on the reality that was presented before her.
She sat up and she kept pondering on how she had ended up in a dungeon-like place, was she kidnapped? She doubts that because she wasn't on a chain, if she wasn't, how then did she end up there, and who had poured her water? many thoughts kept running through her mind, her thought was halted when she heard someone's footsteps advancing close to where she was sitting.
The rays of the lights covered his face making her blink her eyes rapidly, she looked away from his sights and waited for him to get close to her before she looked at him again.
Her eyes blinked rapidly as she stared at the familiar sight before her, turquoise eyes, 6ft height, curly hair, and pointed nose; that portrait was just too familiar enough, but she couldn't recall where she had met him. She tried racking her brain, but still, she had no clue.
But, she felt she had met him somewhere, perhaps talked to him or had a short conversation with him, but the most annoying thing was that she couldn't recall where or how she had met him.
With each step he took, her heart thump loudly, his face held this savage look like he could murder someone in cold blood and simply walk away. He held this commanding aura that made her heart froze and her body pale, she was sure that her face must have gone white just by staring at him.
As he stopped at her front, it took all the courage in her not to scream, but simply stare at him. She quickly blinked her eyes away as her eyes met with the eyes of this strange but familiar person. Scary was just an understatement of a perfect description of what his eyes look like. Green smoky eyes were gawking hungrily at her like she was some prey.
What did he want from her? She frightfully thought as her heart raced heavily. Fear and fright were written all over her, yet she found her legs glued to the floor, she could barely move a step not to talk of screaming, and her mouth seems heavy as though she was mute. It was as if he had used Voodoo on her. Amusingly, in her frantic state, she found him handsome, he was by far the most handsome guy she had ever met. How could someone be this handsome and yet, so scary? She thought as she raised her head to glance at him again, her eyes suddenly went poker-faced as she stared at him.
She felt blood drained out of her system when she saw him bringing out a pistol from his back pocket and aimed it at her, she shivered so badly, not just from the cold water that was poured on her, but from the pistol mostly; because a life and death situation was gazing down at her.
Since she could recall, she never committed any crime that warranted her getting shot, and the worse was that she never knew her crime.. she was too young to die. God help her!
His expression as he brought out the gun, had her frozen, his green eyes were shooting daggers at her as it hammered into her chest silently. Without one word being said by him, Shirlkey was feeling as though she would pee on her pant if he didn't let her go. Every emergency hormone in her awakened as she glared at him. Her body was shaking wildly.
The savage look his face held was far more than an angry soldier, raw hatred filled his eyes as he stared at her, deep hatred was emanating from his eyes. What had she done to anger this stranger >
? she thought to herself.
Just when she thought he was going to kill her, her brow rose as she observed him
The color drained out from her face as she saw the man's gaze directed on no other place than her breast as he smirked evilly, she could see how hardened his eyes had become, and as odd as it may sound she found herself wishing he could run his strong hands just the way he had it wrapped on his pistol, fondling he breast, she imagined how his touch was going to feel like on her body. Liz suddenly grew wet, lost in her fantasy. Her eyes went shut as she bit on her lips squirming lowly.
She imagined his hands moving through her body, caressing her with those firm hands, the thought alone was like torture, she was wet already just by mere thoughts. Damn! What was she thinking? She shunned herself from her world of imagination, she was in a life-and-death situation and there she was having flimsy thoughts.
A cold shiver ran down her spine as he stood just an inch away from her, the gun still aiming at her, his eyes leaving from her breast to each part of her body, his eyes taking in each part of her body as though he was ingesting something.
Just by his mere look, her body becomes hot yet she was still scared of him.
She wished he could say a word and stop giving her those killer looks, and just as though he was listening to her thoughts, she heard him muttering out some words she couldn't comprehend.
"Where was the baby you had three years ago?" The question dropped like a bombshell to Liz's ear with his deep baritone voice that sends creep down her toes. That voice alone is enough to warn her that he needed nothing but the truth. A baby? What did he mean by a baby she had three years ago? She'd never had a baby in her lifetime.
Stunned by his question, her voice faltered as she responded to his question. "I... don't.. have....any ... Baby!"
She could see how his face twitched in anger at her response, he grabbed her roughly by her jaw forcing her to look into those scary eyes of his, as he set the gun trigger pointing it close to her ears ready to shoot, her heart flew as she thought of words to say before he shot. Her body froze instantly as her eyes widened. Liza was still thinking of words to say to halt him when she suddenly heard the unexpected.
Author's note;
Who was this man that insisted Liz had a baby three years ago?
Is Liz lying about having a baby?
How would she leave the dungeon and continue living her normal life?
Stay tuned and read chapter two of Mystery Unlock.
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