Velvet watched keenly as a burly man approached them slowly as he searched through the fabrics, seeing how tightly he held his gun and how keenly he was searching, Velvet couldn't help but say her own silent prayer.
But the Gods of escape happened to be good to her (if that is a thing), as he approached, he threw his gun on the floor out of frustration, Velvet didn't need to be told as she grabbed the riffle pulling herself and Mrs.Grant from underneath the rack.
Mrs. Grant was a wise woman so she understood immideately, she kicked off her heels as she let out a shrill scream.
Velvet steeled herself as she pointed the riffle to Mrs. Grant's head, "don't dare move" she said moving slowly towards the door of the mall.
"Elsa I kill her" she completed her statement as her wary eyes searched around her for anyone trying to act smart but thankfully, she found none.
There was no use of the operation afteralll if the target was dead so they all obeyed, standing in a place and remaining still, they would just catch them both when they try to run away and kill the red hair girl.
Velvet was almost out of the door when she saw a blury man from the corner of her eye, he sneakily removed a dagger that was tucked in his pocket as he approached from behind step by step.
Velvet waited till he was close enough before letting go of Mrs grant, turning as she shot the hand of the man with the riffle.
Mrs Grant ran bare foot as fast as her legs could take her to her car parked just in fron of the store, she quickly jumped into it and started it before driving straight to where poor Velvet who was already in the middle of a heated fight was. Vekvet grabbed the riffle she previously threw on the floor as she jumped into the car speeding off.
The goons soon found their own cars, taking advantage of the fact that his store was in the middle of the country side, far away from wherever Mrs. Grant could get help or contact anyone as her purse containing jer phone was still in the store.
"Whew!" Mrs. Grant gasped as she slowed down the car, unbeknownst to the fact that there was a whole mercenary unit after her.
Velvet felt it wasn't going to be over that fast but she prayed the bad feeling that was clouding her chest like a thick fog was nothing but her fucked up intuition.
But she was clearly wrong..
She checked the review mirror and saw a line of car following them and almost even catching up!
" drive faster!" Velvet yelled allarmed as Mrs. Grant accelerated, moving as fast as her driving abilities would allow.
"Oh christ! I'm to old for this" she groaned taking another sharp turn. Velvet knew if they continued this was, the goons would,d surely catch up and she would be anything but alive once they got their hands on her.
She leaned put of the car window as she held the riffle with a firm grip shooting furious.y at the tires of the goons.
She thankfully managed to hit the first 2 of the first car she spotted making it stop abruptly producing a huge accident as the rest ran into it head on.
Mrs Grant looked at the fire rise in a mushroom shape and she could finally sigh in relief, she hadn't being in such a situation like this and finally..... it was all over.
She conveniently slowed down the car, gasping a sigh of relief, Velvet ran her fingers through her sweaty hair, if she wasn't a trained bodyguard, ony God knows what might happen to Mrs Grant.
The car raced through the Grant family gates stopping before an overly luxurious mansion.
Velvet didn't take much notice of it, she just wanted to go home, she smiled seeing the royal blue and gold fabric she had thrown carelessly into the back seat of the car and smiled... maybe things did work out well at the end afterall.
"Honey! Honey!" Mrs Grant called out like a spoilt child once she had the car parked, thankfully, Mr. Grant came out with an alarmed look on his face, seeing the deshivled look of his queen, the lines on his forehead deepened as he enveloped her in a hug.
Mrs Grant mumbled something as she buried her face in the crook of her husband's neck, the strong and haughty lady was gone, leaving a defenseless and scared woman.
Mr Grant's eyes grew wide as he heard the story his wife mumbled to him, his eyes brushed over Velvet briefly before he gave the soldier right beside him a look and he already knew what to do.
Mr Grant turned, carrying his wife bridal style into he safe confines of his home.
It was all his fault that his wife went through all these, he shouldn't have agreed when she said she wanted to go out without any bodyguards, he gritted his teeth as he lightly patted the back of her head, whispering sweet nothings to her, it was all going to be okay.
The soldier from earlier on walked to velvet "would you please?" He said gesturing out he mansions door.
Velvet knew she couldn't refuse his offer so despite her body groaning in protest, she followed him into the mansion.
Velvet sat opposite Mr. Grant who was petting Mrs.Grant.
"Honey, go upstairs" he whispered to his wife.
"Hmm hmm, you'll bully her" she mumbled inhaling his scent that she thought she would never smell again.
"Honey..."
"No..." she said and he sighed in defeat as he turned to Velvet, he could see the tiredness looming in her eyes blotted slightly by her unwillingness to let her guard down and his brows raised in amusement ever so slightly.
"What's your name young lady"
"Velvet, Velvet Paula Adams" she said, tucking a few strands of hair behind her ear out of habit.
"Where's mom!" She heard a slightly loud commanding but calm buzz voice behind her, making her turn.
Hair as dark as scarlet, eyes so dark, they seemed like a galaxy of it own, the shirt he was wearing hugged his broad chest showing his taut muscles, that looked tensed revealing his worry, his bright pink thin lips where pressed into a thin line.
Everything about him was sculpted to perfection.
Greek God, those two words engraved themselves into her mind, she was confident that in all her 24 years of living.... he was the most handsome man...no, God she had seen.
Grant Elias Killian..
Killian's eyes landed on his mom who was safely in the arms of his father, his eyes almost rolled back in relief, Mrs. Grant opened up her arms for a hug and Killian complined hugging her close.
He was not going to loose her....
His eyes landed on Velvet's that were fixated on his face, she quickly looked away as her eyes darted everywhere else but him, embarrassed that she was caught staring.
'Vel get a hold of your self, refuse to be seduced!' She chanted in her mind, all the tiredness was gone but his handsome face was engraved in her mind making a thick blush cloud her cheeks
'What is wrong with you Vel?!'
Killian immideately realised who she was, the soldiers he had sent to retrieve information on everything that had happened told him there was a beautifull red head that rescued his mom.
"You are?..." he asked just to be sure.
Velvet" she said simply,
'Ohh! How could his voice be so nice?!' She asked, God was being totally unfair, why would he endow all these features on an u touchable man?!
Mrs. Grant's eyes brightened seeing Killian whose gaze was fixed on the red haired girl, while the girl looked at the floor sheepishly.
All the alarms in her brain went off! Finally, a strong beautifull girl!
All the rest she had seen all acted unnecessarily docile even though she fully well knew they were wolves in sheep's clothing.
But here was a wolf who proudly bared it's teeth and clawz..
"Dear son, take the young lady home" she said in the mildest voice she could muster. Killian was no child, he knew exactly where his mom was going with this.
"Son, I'm scared, if not for her, I d-don't know, I..... may have died " she stammered looking vulnerable.
"Ok" Killian said walking out, Velvet gave a courteous nod walking behind him.
Keep your cool Vel, his untouchable...
Looking at his back that look sow distant, Velvet shook herself out of the maybe's she was drowning in, she was surprised with herself, she didn't get hooked up so easily, I mean, she almost never got hooked up.
Remembering him, her previous distant dream and how much she wished to die when that dream was shattered by his own hands, her face steeled as she raised her chin.
Girl up Vel...