Trapped

CHAPTER 3

THREE: "Hatred."

"GO back here, you woman!" Greg chased her though he was still moaning in pain.

Though hurting, Greg still managed to run after her and he caught her again by his own strength and without even asking the help of his men. She almost moaned in pain too when she got caught and his fingers pressed against her arm with the tightness of his grip there, almost digging her nails on her bare skin! Probably out of anger at what she did.

"Don't wait for me to run out all of the patience I have for you!" His thunder-like voice echoed almost in the entire huge building.

She was frightened because he was like lightning and a volcano that erupted out of his anger for her. He dragged her upstairs again and he closely threw her inside the elevator. For a while, he calmed himself down with the foot pain she caused him and soon after, he was finally feeling relieved and no more in pain.

When they reached the top floor, some of Greg's men appeared to them as if guarding all day and all night there.

"Boss Greg!" said a hyper-faced man and then smiled when he saw her. "You're with a new girl again, boss?"

Greg didn't answer that perverted man but just went through it as if he hadn't noticed or heard.

Olivia almost killed the said man because of the viscosity of the way he looked at her as if he was having a fantasy of her of being undressed!

"F*ck it, sexy!" the bastard even whistled.

Greg stopped walking so she also stopped and then turned to the rude man who had previously been ignored. He glared at the latter.

"Shut that shit or else your f*cking life will be into total shits!" Greg warned his personnel.

He got afraid and behaved like a sheep. "Yes, boss. Sorry."

They continued walking again and Greg dragged her into who-the-heck knows where!

She smirked at the back of her mind. The bastard deserved to be called out by his big boss! Served him best!

But wait... what did he just say? Besides her, Greg also used to bring other women to this place? For what purposes are they? Kidnapping them just like he's doing now to her? For what? For human trafficking, maybe? Is he planning to trade her for the sake of billions of money? For rape? Is he a rapist?

"Women came here with me willingly and with great pleasure, always throwing themselves to me. I don't have to force them because they are almost dying just to get laid by me," he immediately spoke as if he had read what was on her mind.

She looked at him, appalled. Wow! What a confidence and self-esteem, huh! Narcissist!

They finally got into a room. He pushed her inside. The whole room is big and white and clean. From there, he freed her mouth from the handkerchief but not the handcuffs on her hands. She felt a little relieved that her mouth had been freed.

Now that he no longer holds her, she runs to the windows to shout for help and maybe she can shout for help and be rescued.

"Help! Help me! Help!" she shouted repeatedly.

"Stop it, lady. You're just going to waste your energy screaming and no one will hear you to help and rescue you," shruggingly, Greg said.

But she did not stop. He just watched her with a boring look. Eventually, she just got tired and didn't get anything.

"This building is built on an isolated land. The houses before this building are still far away. It is far from the City and there are no other people here except me and my armed men so I am sorry to tell you, darling, but no one will ever come to rescue you here. "