PEARL CATHERINE'S POV
In the dimly lit room, a group of individuals, both men and women dressed in black, quietly entered. The air was heavy with tension as each of them concealed weapons beneath their attire. Among them was a figure who exuded authority – the boss.
As the group infiltrated, the women approached me, recognizing the pain and despair in my eyes. Their faces, cold as ice, belied the emotions within. A sudden eruption of violence unfolded as they fiercely battled those who had kidnapped me. My energy drained, I could only watch as the women dressed me in fresh clothes, and the male bodyguards carefully carried me to a waiting van.
In the hushed confines of the vehicle, the women offered me water and urged me to rest. Exhausted from the real-life nightmare, I closed my eyes, unsure whether minutes or hours passed. When I opened them again, a doctor stood beside me, his reassuring smile breaking through the shadows.
"How are you feeling?" he inquired with genuine concern. As I shared my terror, he explained that recovery would take time and suggested therapy to help overcome the trauma. Seated on the bed, I absorbed his words, reassured by the knowledge that my injuries weren't severe.
As the doctor left, his path intersected with the guarded man, whom I assumed to be the boss. After a brief exchange, they shook hands, and the boss approached, taking a seat beside me. The room held a heavy silence as he began to speak, weaving a narrative that would gradually unfold the complexities of the situation and the intentions of those who had come to my rescue.
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HEAVENS OF THUNDER
FanfictionA girl fell in love with the God of Thunder, an unreal being with the powers of water and thunder. "He would destroy the world if it were the reason for hurting her." He is capable of loving her and vanquishing her problems and enemies.
