Tel Aviv, Israel.

I am running down the street trying to hide from my capturer. My feet hit the pavement as the man keeps chasing after me, I push myself to go faster, further away from him. I started to pant heavily from running too fast. But I couldn't stop I couldn't let him catch me.

I looked desperately for an escape root but I saw none. Only a deserted street with many garages on either side of the road. I rounded a corner hoping there would be some place to hide. There wasn't.

It was a dead end. I am screwed. I screamed at the top of my lungs for help, only there was no one there, no one to help me when I actually needed some help. How ironic I thought to myself, no bodyguards and no one to count on in the most critical point of my life.

I saw his approaching figure getting closer to me by the second. He took his sweet time reaching me, he knew I had nowhere to run to, he knew no one would help me. Looking at me with an arrogant smirk on his face he appraised my figure from head to toe looking incredibly satisfied with himself.

"Are you ready to have the best night of your life sweetie?" he asked while tracing the sharp blade of his knife along my neck. It probably gave him some sick satisfaction to see me in such state.

I cringed away when he licked my cheek slowly, making me want to throw up. If he didn't have a knife in his hand he would have been already lying on the floor screaming for mercy, unfortunately he had one.

And I knew I was screwed.

Ten minutes earlier :

I am dancing in the hottest club in Tel Aviv which has some Israeli name I can't pronounce.

The past two weeks I had spent in Israel preparing myself for the meeting with my mother. I had no intentions to show up at her mansion with an unprepared speech or wearing an inappropriate outfit for that occasion. Tomorrow would be my last day in this beautiful country and I can't help but feel sadness overcome me at the thought of leaving such a paradise.

This country doesn't look like the typical place you would imagine to yourself when someone talks about a paradise but it is without a doubt the most beautiful place I had ever visited. I had covered almost all of Israel during my two week stay here, after all the country is pretty tiny; I visited Jerusalem, Haifa and even Bat Yam.

This place has it all, secret magic fills the streets of Jerusalem, the three thousand year old walls hold untangled mysteries and unresolved secrets which are just begging to be revealed. On top of it all I saw the Baha'i Gardens which were mesmerizingly beautiful but didn't even get close to the beauty of the beaches I had visited. So much soft sand brushing against my feet with each step i took, and the crystal clear water of the Mediterranean Sea only makes the view even more mesmerizing.
I decided I had to experience the Israeli night life before I left this place probably forever.

I danced for two hours with many different guys and even with some chicks. The men here are exactly how I like them, despicably handsome and drool worthy, just begging to be touched. But somehow I wasn't in the mood for any men today, I just kept comparing them to Chase anyway so why bother?

I stopped my movements abruptly when a familiar face crossed my line of sight. I could have sworn it was him.
But it couldn't be him could it? He was miles away somewhere in Spain probably shagging some poor sole.

I went after the figure just to check if I was right with my assumption. The moment I existed the club a hand covered my mouth and I was dragged to an ally nearby.

I trashed violently in my capture's arms but to no avail. He was much stronger and the knife he took out from his pocket didn't help my position.

He pushed me against a wall with way too much force making me whimper. I have no idea what to do, how to save myself from what's about to come. For the first time in my life I feel absolutely helpless.

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