Everything hurts so bad. I began to regain consciousness slowly. My head was pounding with pain I couldn't help but groan about. I lifted my head and tried to stand but I realized that I was tied to something. I looked around, finding myself in an almost empty room with only a small window and a couch beside the door. I tried to cry out for help but my cries were muffled. I was still in my uniform which I thanked the heavens for. I tried to free myself yet again and my hand brushed against metal so I looked behind me to find a metal pole built in from ceiling down to the floor. Great, now I have no way of getting out of here. I felt a little queasy but shook my head slightly to get rid of the nausea that plagued at me.
"Oh hey, you're awake. Finally. I thought you were going sleep until the world ended." I heard the annoying nasal voice of my blonde kidnapper. I turned to where the voice sounded and found her sitting in another couch behind me. I yelled at her to let me go but it was muffled by the cloth tied around my mouth. "You can scream all you want, you won't get any help here and your little knight in shining armor won't be able to find you here either." She said as she approached me. She knelt down beside me with a psychotic smile. She did me the favor of taking the cloth off my mouth.
"Thank you. Now tell me what you want. You wanted the prince but you don't have him but me. What do you want with me?" I gritted out. She sighed and sat down criss crossed beside me.
"Well, it's a long story, I don't know where to begin." She said. I scoffed at her angrily.
"Okay then. Why don't you start with the reason why I'm tied to a motherfucking pole you whore!" I yelled. She feigned hurt, placing her hand on her chest. I rolled my eyes.
"Oh dear, why call me a whore and leave yourself out of the equation huh? Aren't you one yourself?" She said and sighed angrily.
"Don't you dare touch Prince Dario because I swear you'll regret it." I growled.
"Oh dear, you're not getting it are you? It's not about Prince Dario and the royalties of Spain alone, it's about you too." She said. I furrowed my eyebrows with confusion. "See ever since you broke it off with your ex, he's been very busy." At the mention of my ex-boyfriend my heartbeat escalated.
"What are you talking about?" I whispered, scared of the answer. The door to the room opened and in trotted my Ex-boyfriend, Andreas Lexus. I was impaled by what I was seeing. "A-Andreas?" He smiled, his light brown stone cold.
"Kimberly, nice to see you again." He said. Blondie got up and walked out. I was left, mouth hung open, staring at the man I thought I would never have to see in my life.
"W-what is this?" I whispered, shocked. He chuckled coldly.
"I heard that you and the prince are pretty intimate, what's up with that?" He asked, forgetting about my question. I felt like crying so bad.
"Andreas please answer my question. Why are you doing this?" I breathed out. He tilted his head and came closer, squatting next to me.
"Kimmy, you are so clueless. This is politics darling. Power is all we are all looking for. Your boyfriend is yet to inherit that power. It's unfair that some have to struggle whilst it's just handed to others isn't it?" He stood and walked around the pole I was tied to. "Ever since you broke up with me, I kept an eye on you. I didn't know that you were related to the royals-"
"That's because I'm not you insolent prick!" I yelled at him. He stopped walking and bent down, grabbing my face harshly in a death grip.
"Don't you dare interrupt me again, do I make myself clear?" He growled in my face. His grip on my face was starting to hurt a lot and I bet it would leave a mark there. I gathered some courage and spat in his face. He growled again and kicked me in the side. My ribs immediately began to burn as I screamed in pain. "Dirty bitch!" He grabbed my throat and squeezed it. My lungs burned as I struggled to breathe. He brought his face closer to mine and smirked sadistically. "You're lucky that I need you, or else you would be lying in a pool of your own blood." He threatened. He released my throat and I gasped, taking in huge gulps of air. "Now where was I? Ah yes. So I followed you here to Spain. I came into contact with the Irish royals who wanted to have a territory here in Spain but they were always refused of the offer which is why the King and Princess of Ireland are here. To carry out the wishes of their parents. We needed you to be the bait. We watched you for a long time, I and the Irish and came to know through our insider that you and the prince were very close so we figured that we could use you to bait the prince into signing the agreement. As we speak, your boyfriend is in the next room. He isn't awake yet since it was a little harder to capture him. Had to kill about four guards to get to him. Everything that has happened since the day you stepped your foot into Spain has been in the favour of the Irish and me so you better think twice about what you're going to do. If you refuse, the soon to be King dies and we take over Spain or he signs the agreement and everyone lives happily. You choose." He explained and stepped back. My mind couldn't wrap around what I had just heard. My body was numb and felt so damn heavy. What worried me most is that they had taken Dario too. Dario! My whole body felt like it had jump started.
"Let him go! Please, don't hurt him, I beg you! Just kill me instead, please just let him go!" I begged him. He gave me a look of pretend remorse.
"Aw, you're even begging. Oh well, guess I won't kill him but I might cripple him for the rest of his life." He said and my heart dropped to the floor. Tears escaped me like water flowing out of a tap as I shook my head, silently pleading with him. "That's only if you convince him to sign the agreement and leave Spain. You're going the leave this country and go back to Cali." He ordered and anger rose within me.
"No! I'm not leaving Spain so you guys can have control. This country rightfully belongs to both the people and the king. You can't just take over it. The people won't let you!" I screamed at him. He shrugged.
"That's why there's a need for Prince Dario on our side. Once he signs that document, he hands most of the power to the Irish so we'll be controlling him and he'll be controlling the people for us. You see? It's all been planned out. Get some sleep. Tomorrow you'll convince your lover boy and if all goes well, everyone walks away free but if doesn't..." He knelt down and ran a finger down my throat before grabbing it and giving it a harsh squeeze. "...Everybody dies and it's going to be all your fault. Think about it." He finished and stood, walking out comfortably. I let out a both frustrated and angry scream after he left. I was frustrated by my situation. I was angry by the fact that I couldn't keep Dario safe and now he has to sign over half of his kingship to those Irish pricks. I huffed and kicked my legs in frustration. As my leg made contact with the ground, I felt something cut me. I hissed and frowned. What could that... I gasped. The knife. My Swiss army knife. I let out a slight laugh as a ting of hope burned in my heart. I looked at the door for a while before I bent my leg so that my shoes were close to my tied up hands. I am so thankful to my mother for forcing to take those really long and boring ballet lessons. Due to my flexibility, I was able to take my leg to my tied up hands but struggled a little to roll the bottom of my jumper up. I finally rolled it up and swiftly took the knife out of my shoe. The idiots didn't even check me for weapons. Well it is because of their stupidity that I'm going to be able to escape anyways. Stupid block headed bitches. I started cutting through the rope that tied me to the metal pole. Minutes later, the rope began to loosen up and slowly, it cut, setting me free. I smiled widely even though the knife had made some cuts in my skin but I wasn't breathing heavily. I looked at the door again and crawled over to it, listening for my ex-boyfriend or his bitch but there was no noise so I got up slowly and slowly twisted the knob but it wouldn't open. I silently grunted. Sly motherfuckers, guess they aren't that stupid. I suddenly snapped my fingers as an idea popped into my head. Of course. The old pin trick. I removed one of the pins that held my hair in its braid and knelt down, inserting the pin into the keyhole. If I hit that...then twist here...Voila! I heard the door click open. I stood up and took my shoes off so when I walked, I wouldn't make a sound. I opened the door and walked out slowly, looked left, then right and silently chuckled. Idiots. At least have someone guard the door but no. They're probably fucking...and cue the moans. I heard moans from afar. Disgusting little shits. Ah, I enjoy insulting the enemy. I snapped out of my little moment and focused on my task at hand...finding the love of my life. I walked out and found myself in a hallway with doors everywhere. I walked through it, trying every door but they were all locked. I listened through every door for at least a grunt or hiss but there was nothing. I then reached the door where the moans were coming from and shivered from disgust. I kept walking around, trying to find the prince so I began picking the locks on each of the doors. I opened them and looked but I came out without the man I love. Fear began to crawl within me. What if...they've already...no! I refuse to think that. I opened the last door to in the hallway and lo and behold, his majesty Prince Dario Arturo-Juan Montenegro. His head drooped down and his hands had been tied behind his back. His feet had been tied as well as he sat uncomfortably in a chair, passed out. I slowly closed the door and began to walk to him when a sharp pain erupted from my thigh. I hissed and looked down at my thigh. I finally noticed that some of the material had been cut off and replaced with a white bandage. My eyebrows raised as I was both shocked and surprised to see it. So these fuckers had enough dignity to help me from dying. Well they do need me alive to use me as bait. Idiotas! I continued towards Dario carefully and knelt beside him with relief glowing in my heart. I let a few tears escape me as I untied him.
"Dario...Dario?" I called out to him and he stirred a bit. When his hands were free, I went and started on his legs. "Dario I'm here, it's me Maria." I called to him and he lifted his head slightly. When those forest green eyes connected with mine, I just couldn't help but reach up and kiss him. I cupped his cheek and placed my lips on his. He responded almost immediately and I pulled back, smiling widely. A smile began to bloom on his handsome face as he stared at me.
"How is it that you always save me and not the other way around?" He asked in a raspy voice. If we were in different circumstances that would have definitely turned me on but now's not the time. I got his legs free and helped him stand.
"I would answer that question if we weren't in trouble but right now we are and I'm gonna get us out of it or else I'm gonna have to leave Spain and you'll be forced to sign over about a whole of your kingship to the Irish." I blabbered.
"Huh?" He asked, clearly confused.
"I'll explain later, let's just get out of here." I told him and helped him to the door. I stooped and let him lean on the doorframe for support as I took off his shoes. I placed them beside the door and placed his arm on my shoulder before helping him and I out of there. We walked down the hallway and out of the door at the end of it but I was met with the sight of men. They must be his men because they scattered around the premises like guards at the palace. I backed up with Dario, ignoring the pain in my leg. "Okay that's a big problem." I silently said.
"I have an idea. I'll serve as a distraction whilst you find a way to clear them up." Dario suggested and my eyes widened as I shook my head vigorously.
"Oh uh-uh. You are not and I mean not going to do that. I'm not allowing you to do that. You're weak at this moment and I'm not about to fail as a bodyguard for the second time today. No!" I whisper-yelled at him. He rolled his eyes and got off me, standing up straight.
"I can get us out of here besides you're the one with an injured thigh and don't you dare say that you've failed as a bodyguard because we both know that we're here because of how strong and brave you are." He said and my heart fluttered a bit as I stared at the ground, contemplating if I should let him do what he wants. I grunted and looked up at him, huffing.
"Okay fine but I'm gonna be watching your back. If anything goes wrong, I'm busting you and I outta here." I said and he smirked, satisfied with my answer. I sighed and nodded. I peeped through the door and saw the men lurking around. I closed the door and turned to Dario with my knife in hand.
"Keep this. Those men look like they fight dirty so we fight fire with fire. I'll take out a few men and get ahold on some guns then we'll shoot our way out of this joint. Si?" I told him and he stared at me for a while before he nodded, taking the knife from me begrudgingly. I looked down at my attire which looked a bit torn but okay enough and smiled a little. We'll get out of here and kick those fuckers out of our country. A pair of lips connected with mine, sending shocks of electricity over my whole body as I responded with equal amount of eagerness. I gripped onto the collar of his shirt and kissed him like it was my last time kissing him. We both pulled away simultaneously and smiled.
"See you on the other side mi amo." He said and I nodded slightly before he went out the door with a last glance at me.
I know what you're thinking, 'she said she couldn't post any more chapters for a while' , well yes but I couldn't leave you guys hanging so here is a chapter to clear up most of the around the story. I love y'all.