"You will never be his diamond in the rough."
Landon Coach left her normal life in America to go on adventures. She explored the United States and headed to her next stop.
Baghdad.
When she finds a girl being beaten next to a club, she puts it to...
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"What the hell did I tell you about leaving the house late at night?!"
"I was going out to meet up with some friends." Isabelle replied softly, avoiding her older sibling's glare. She could sense that Gabriel was heated and beyond livid, probably wanting to smack her silly.
Gabriel clenched his jaw, "You can't leave this house before 7 in the morning or 5 at night. If you want something or need anything, you let Dave or Sev know."
He knew that Isabelle could be dense at most moments, but this time she was simply stupid.
"Is she still alive?" His little sister questioned as she put on her socks.
"Why the fuck do you care for her so much? She's just another bitch." Gabriel kissed his teeth, running his hair back with his hand.
"She saved me."
"She wanted to kill you. Probably a fucking spy, Isabelle. I'm not dumb."
Isabelle rolled her eyes as she stood up from her couch, "The girl isn't from here. She has an American accent, so she seems like a tourist."
Gabriel raised his eyebrows, "A tourist with a gun?"
"Shoot, if I was one, I would be careful here too."
"Sorry." Gabriel shrugged, "I'm not buying it."
They touched her, thinking she would let them have their way. The men were smiling and talking in an unfamiliar language as she was chained to a cold wall. Her brown eyes showed no fear and she wasn't scared, not even a tiny bit.
She's been through this before.
Her tongue pressed the razor against the inside of her cheek as she looked up at the man who was about to kiss her.
"Back away from her." A guy known as Dave pushed the person to the side. He squatted down in front of Landon, "I'm sorry. But I personally think you're innocent."
"Thanks." She nodded as she put her head back, "But the sooner the better, right?" She chuckled.
Landon had no care of dying and if she didn't die, it was only fate. Her eyes locked with the man in front of her who seemed skeptical. Dave was new to this type of act when someone was locked in the dungeon.
"Are you even aware of what could happen to you when he comes down?" Dave questioned as he stood back up.
"Yup." Landon's arm tensed, her hands turning into a fists.
