He'll Kill Me If I Don't Marry Him? Yupp, Sounds Like Love To Me (Major Editing)

chapter uno √

Okai, so, sorrie about the major editing I'm undergoing. I hope that it is less confusing now.

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The crowd was going wild. Thousands of fans screaming my name, Tiana Chambers. Then, the announcer comes over and it gets quiet, "Give it up for Tiana Chambers!!!!!!" The crowd goes even wilder. My manager is freaking out trying to shove me on stage, get my microphone perfectly positioned, and calm me down all at once-I don't think he realized that I wasn't acting like I had ADHD, unlike him. Everything happened in a rush, until my band started playing. I ran out on stage and threw my arms in the air, smiling. I walked over to center stage and started singing, when my eyes wandered the crowd for three people; my mum, my boyfriend, and my bodyguard. BANG. A gun went off. I stopped singing and looked around confused. BANG. I looked out into the crowd to the left, the crowd was quickly dissapating. I was tackled onto the ground. It was my bodyguard, Chris. "Every thing's going to be okay. Your mum and boyfriend are in the car already with people watching over them." he said in my ear. "we have to get you out of here, now" He continued. BANG. Another gun shot, but this one was very close. I felt something cold and wet drip on me. I opened my eyes and saw Chris grabbing his side, eyes watering. He was shot. Some one grabbed my arm and I felt a barrel of a gun pressed to my temple.

"Come with me and you get to live. One wrong move and your bodyguard, and you are blown to pieces!" His voice was deep, husky, and kind of hot.

I looked up at him and clenched my jaws, "Let me go now! I swear to god I'll-"

"And I swear to god I'll blow your head off if you don't shut the hell up right now!" He interrupted me, I hate when people do that. But I did what he said and shut my mouth. I was drug by the arm-with the gun still to my head-off of the stage. He pulled me out the back door and shoved me down in a seat. "Step on it! They must have called the cops by now."

"What's going on!? Who are you!?" I yelled when he dropped the gun from my head.

"You're going to marry me." He smiled a wicked smile, and started laughing.

"No really." I was so pissed, I wanted to rip his throat out. The only thing keeping my from doing what I wanted to so badly was the fact that everyone in the car-execpt for me-had lead accessories.

"Yeah really," He said mockingly. "You marry me and tell the cops to drop ALL charges, or I kill you and throw you down to the bottom of the river. I'm leonard, sexiest guy to EVER kidnap you, Princess. Now you listen to me..." He did a sinister laugh.

I blinked back the tears in my ears and prepared to rip his head off, "No! You listen to me, Bitch! Let me the fuck out of this car or my foot's going right up your ass and that gun down your effing  throat!"

 "Now, now. Wouldn't want to clean your blood out of my verry expensive car, would we? It'd be a shame to deprive your fans of your, um, tallent." It was obvious that he thought I sucked. But, again, I did think of my fans, mum, and the best boyfriend in the world. I sighed. "That's a good girl. Just do what I say and you'll be fine.  Take us to my place."

"Err, which one boss?" Asked the driver.

"Miami. Now take us home."

"Us?! Home?! Whoa, whoa wait! Did I miss something?!" I wouldn't share a house with him if it was the last house on Earth and there were vampire canibals outside, and the whole ground was made of lava!

"Yes, Princess, we're sharing a house now. That's what engaged people do. Share a house. Share a room. Share a bed. Share the same..."

"NO! I'll never share a room  with you let alone bed!" I yelled angrily. Bile rose in my throat and I had to swallow HARD to get it to go back down. The thought of us having sex made me shudder.

He pulled his hand back and smacked me. I grabbed my cheek, and I garauntee that if I could have seen my eyes they'd be scary as shit. "Listen princess! You're mine now! You do as I say when I say and I don't want to fucking hurt you but I swear to god I will if you don't listen!" I nodded stiffly. "You have three hours until we're home."

I was so pissed, I snapped. I turned towards him and punched him as hard as I could in his stupid, mocking face. There was a loud CRUNCH noise, which by the groan I'm guessing was his nose. I felt something large and hard hit me in the left side of my face. I tried not to moan in pain, but failed. I was blinking as fast as I could to try and get the black spot in my vision to dissapear. The last thing I heard before I passed out from the pain was Leonard screaming at someone to never touch me again...

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My hearing came back before my vision.

"So, how much are we moving this month?" Off of the blury memory of what happened earlier, I was guessing that that was Leonard.

"Tripple what we did last month." A deep, seducing voice said. Damn, do all mad-men have sexi voices?

I tried to sit up, but everytime I tried a spearing pain went throughout my whole body. I tried one more time. A moan escaped on the exhale.

"She's awake." Leonard said icily. Someone's hand landed on my shoulder and guided me up slowly. The hand moved off of my shoulder and I flopped back against the seat. My head was like a fishbowl, my brains threatening to splash out of every opening possible. I realized the car wasn't moving.

I opened my eyes, and everything was one giant blur-like a water painting gone horribly wrong. I blinked and focused on what was outside of the window.

"YOU LIVE HERE!?" I shouted dispite of my killer headache, whoch was a major mistake. Outside of the window was a gorgeous mansion that was four or five stories high, with a pool, two tennis courts, and a full on ocean view!

"Yeah it's not much, sorry it couldn't be more, princess. But I'm glad you like it. I'll give you a tour, and not just of the house." He whispered the last part in my ear and smiled. I gagged, and he chuckled. "Come on." I stayed in the seat. "Get out, princess." He said warningly. "When we get out leave. Don't come back until I call you." He grabbed my arm in what felt like a death grip and led me into the house. "We'll start with the bed room." He looked down at me and smiled. I gagged again.