Laura and dorian were taking a walk down the empty streets when suddenly two hefty men clad in white and black suits emerged from no where and gagged their mouths roughly.
The girls were taken by surprise at the happening. They tried to kick into the men and loosen themselves from them but they were too strong for them. Forcefully, they were huddled into a black limousine parked nereby, with no one around to help them because it was late and almost everyone had retired to bed.
The driver, also clad in the same formal suit as the men stepped on to the gas immediately the girls were brought in, and drove away.
Laura and dorian held onto each other I'm fright and shock. They didn't want to understand the fact that they'd been kidnapped by these unknown men. they were only out for a stroll but now they were being taken away to some places they din't know. There was trouble and they could smell it!
They had no idea of what was happening or why they'd been kidnapped, all they knew was that death was nearer than they'd anticipated.
Dorian's heart was beating so fast that she thought it would pop out at any second. She went higher on adrenaline than she had ever been before and her hands and under arms were sweating profusely. She clutched tighter onto her scared friend and gathered all the courage she had to glance at the 'hungry' men.
The first man had a composed look. His flat nose and beady eyes made him look like he was the calmest man she'd ever met. he was staring at something on his cellphone and cared less of the happenings in the car.
The second man was different. He had large black eyes, long and broad nose with full colorless lips. his face looked ugly and angry, he had a face to kill and would occasionally glare them whenever they tried to make a sound. he wasn't staring at anything on the cell phone like the other guy, he was looking out the window and stealing quick glances at his wrist watch as if he was keeping track of time. While the driver's face was out of sight as they were at the far end of the car.
Laura on her part was half-dead. she was somewhere between life and death and could not stop muttering to no one but God
"I told you I wanted a grand wedding after high school, lord make it happen "
Dorian who was beside her friend wondered in her terrifying state who would still think of a grand wedding when they were nearer to death.
"Laura" she called in her softest voice so the angry men would not hear her "what are you talking about? Have you lost your senses?"
Laura swallowed hard and replied "I wanted a grand wedding after high school colour how can they happen if I die now?"
"indeed there is no way that can happen if you're dead " Dorian shrugged her shoulders vigrously in fear. "So?"
"You dumbo! that's why I'm praying to God to preserve my life and yours" she paused and looked around "you're going to be my bridesmaid"
Her friend was really going crazy, Dorian thought.
"Stop saying nonsense and think of a way to escape"
Laura scrutinized the luxurious car carefully. the owner was sure to be some freaking illionaire for limousine wasn't something an average person could afford.
"Dorian, in your right senses and high IQ combined with all the experiences you've had so far, do you think we can escape from here? fly the window? Overpower these bloodthirsty men?" She asked in her best calmness.
Dorian looked around. Laura was right. There was no way they could fly the window unless they want to get bones picked from the ground.
"my teenage life is a priceless asset. I can't lose it. I don't want to die "Laura said to no one in particular, grasping dorian's hands tightly.
Two hours later, the car stopped right in front of one of the richest, luxurious and beautiful residential Villa in the country.
Laura and dorian were led out of the car sharply, to be taken into the residence. they were dumbfounded at the sight of the beautiful courtyard of the residence. their jaw dropped and their eyes almost popped out.
They were awe struck at how enormous and gigantic the building was. Their mouth formed an "O" shape as they marvelled at the beautiful fountains and the way it jets water in a decorative and dramatic manner. since all the years they'd lived in this city, they'd never seen a building so captivating and mind-blowing as this.
Dorian wondered if they were in paradise of some sort and was already starting to imagine her self owning one of this building and brawling out orders to people to be carried out immediately but then she remembered the situation they were in, her heart suddenly sinking.
maids and chauffeurs were going in and out of the mansion, each of them wearing a gloomy look while minding their business. they were dressed in a uniform; a formal white top for both genders and straight black velvet skirt for the girls while the men wore denim black jeans.
A chauffeur approached them and gave the men an uneasy smile. He was in his late sixties and very much agile than any other sixty year old.
He urshered the men holding on to the girls in quickly, whispering something they couldn't hear clearly to the men.
The tense look on the maids faces made the girls shiver down their spines, swallowing as hard as they could.
The men nudged them forward roughly, still gagging their mouths while walking behind them with quickened steps that made the girls stumble consecutively.
They entered into the main building finally. first, through the hallways. the inside made of exquisitive wall decors, silver made chandeliers that looked colourful and new as ever. Huge silver and Crystal made doors and framed ancient pictures that screamed of nobleness and luxury.
In their state of apprehension and pensiveness, they still managed to wonder who the owner of this glorious mansion could possibly be. An old business tycoon with bloody assets, or par adventure; some royal family who had combined all their acenstors wealth for decades and decided to start enjoying them now, who knows?
They walked through the hallways for what seemed like an eternity before they finally stopped in front of a black and gold theme door with the name "Simpson" boldly encrusted with silver on it. Laura thought it was a beautiful door.