Bad Side .

Samantha dropped to the floor with wet dripping hair, she was trying to breathe after a long time underwater.

Did he want to kill her that much, she turned her head to where he was standing.

Chris was looking down at her with eyes full of disgust, "Should we continue or are you ready to speak?" he asked.

"Your not the Chris I love " she coughed.

"And which one did you fall for " Chris smirked "The one who always put on a fake during our meetings or the one in love with Camilla?"

"I don't know anymore, you seem so different " she cried.

"The problem is that you think what you see is the only truth, we have sides to us that we don't want others to see so we hide them "

"But this is not the Chris either me or Camilla knows "

"The reason is simple, no one knows him apart from my enemies and that's why you're scared of me right now. Because all you used to see was the man next to Camilla and the one right now isn't him " he squatted down

"Just tell me where she is and I won't hurt you anymore. I hate hurting women the most since they are fragile creatures " he said moving his eyes across her body.

Samantha moved back as she trembled in fear, "You can't be like this, you can't " she cried.

"I also hate being like this, but if you get on my bad side you suffer the consequences " Chris moved closer.

Samantha avoided his gaze, "But all I ever wanted was to love and have you by my side and your mother promised me it would be done if I removed her from our lives " she cried.

Chris frowned and she could feel his cold eyes penetrate through her body and it scared her more. It wasn't supposed to be like this but Chris was smarter & cunning than them. He saw through her disguise faster than anyone.

"Are you done thinking, my hands seem to be itching right now to hit something again " he said getting up.

"She's being held somewhere by my men " she shouted and pointed to her bag.

Chris moved grabbed it and threw it at her. She grabbed another phone from it and pressed a number. Chris took the phone away from her and walked out locking the door.

He asked his assistant and his men to locate the place after he called the number but didn't answer when they picked up. The police arrived and followed them.

Chris's felt more nervous and worried about Camilla, why was she always getting in trouble like this. One kidnapping after another would her body take it.

They arrived at the location and went straight in. Samantha's men who had been in the process of moving were caught before they could take off. Chris pushed them aside as the police arrested them all he wanted was to see her.

She was in the back of the car, a blindfold on her eyes and a cloth on her mouth. Her hands and legs were tied to stop her from moving.

He froze watching the scene in front of him but slowly walked to the inside of the car. Her face was red with bruises like she had been hit, with blood coming from both her arms and legs from being tied too long.

"Camilla " his voice seemed to tremble a little as he held her up pulling the fold from her eyes.

She looked at him making sure it was Chris and tears flowed even more as sobbed in pain. He gently pulled off the cloth from her mouth. She cried even more.

The police officer passed him something that he used to cut the ropes from her legs and arms. She was shivering, he carried her out and moved to his car.

Camilla was holding on to him so tight like a scared little girl but he didn't mind, he was relieved that she was back in his arms.

"Am sorry love it took long to see through her schemes " he whispered in her ear.

"Don't speak...just keep holding me close " her lost voice from crying said.

He nodded and wrapped his jacket around her body, his driver started the car.

He didn't want to go back to the hotel and headed straight to the airport. His jet was already there and they set off for home the moment he carried Camilla inside.

Samantha was going to pay for doing this to Camilla, and his mother...how could she still be this cruel. If he had not found out earlier what were they going to do with the real Camilla? He sighed moving his eyes down to her sleeping face, his hand moved to caress the part of her lip with a bruise and her swollen cheeks.

"They are going to pay for every cut or bruise on your body, I promise " he kissed her forehead.