Chapter 2:
As the sun rose from the east, Dylan was snuggling closer into her warm covers. Her sleep was interrupted by her phone ringing. She reached out her hand to the phone on the nightstand. She answered it with closed eyes. "Whoever decides to wake me better have a good reason," she said. "Someone that you saved last night has been looking for since one o'clock in the morning, and they even destroyed my bar looking for you," said my manager at the bar. "What do you mean looking for me? What is his name? " she asked
"Nick," said my manager.
"Tell him that I left the country," she said. "I did, but he doesn't believe me," said my manager. "I will handle it and pay for the damages," she said, ending the call.
"Shit, shit, shit," she said out loud. How could I get myself involved with the mafia. She grabbed the leftover money that she had saved and bought a plane ticket to South Korea. Arriving at the airport their were not a lot of people. She took a seat waiting for her plane to arrive. She noticed that people in black suits and ties were looking around for something, and their eyes landed on her. Her eyes grew wide, and she started running the other way when she bumped into someone. She said sorry and bow when suddenly she was knocked out cold.
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Nick's point of view:
It's been a week since I met that woman, and she had since disappeared. "Boss, we have located her at the airport," said one of my bodyguards. "Let's go," I said. Arriving at the airport, a body slammed into me. Looking down, I saw that it was her. I knocked her out. A lift her up and pit her on my shoulder. We went to my private jet.
Nick's point of view stops.
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