9 chapters to the end of the story

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Season Two of The Billionaire's Maid

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Melissa's pov

I have no idea about what's going on or even know where we are heading to. Before they took me out of the room I was confined in, Daniel told one of the boys to blindfold me before taking me out of the room. 

I was guarded out, trudged with  two hands grabbing my shoulder as we walked to the unknown place. After a few minutes, we stopped.  I'm about to ask where we were when one of   the guys guarding me suddenly released his grip from my shoulder, and the next thing I knew was that an enormous hand lifted my body from the ground.

I tried to scream, but the tape on my mouth was too tight, preventing my lips from making any sound. While I am still on this,  thinking about what is likely to happen to me at this point in time. Even if I want to beg for mercy, there is no way I can pass that message across without having to say something. Since I have been denied of the freedom of speech,I continue to throw my legs in protest, just that it doesn't stop the guy from walking. 

" Put her in the back seat, and you two should stay with her there," I heard Daniel's harsh voice. The sound was faint; it seemed like his voice was being controlled by wind, or maybe it was because he was far from where we were. The guy abruptly spun me into the back seat, I landed on seat leather unbalanced, since my eyes are still blindfolded, I ended up slamming my head against the glass window. 

While still struggling with the pain, I heard the sound of the door I just hit my head on clicked open. Someone entered, and pushed me to the side where the other had already taken his seat. I crashed into his shoulder.

" What the fuck do you think you're doing?!" He muttered furiously. The only thing I could do was to start humming, just to tell him I didn't mean to do that. Even though I know I have no chance of getting out of here, I'm starting to feel scared about losing my life to these people. 

The picture of Draven, the loud screams of Bobby when I talked to him earlier is hard to get out of my head. Thinking about losing these same people that have brought light into my dark alley within a few months of knowing them. The cloud of depression begins to creep over me again. Is this really the end? Is that really the last time I will set my eyes on Draven? and is it really the last time I will hear Bobby's panicked voice? I don't have my hopes high into thinking that I will also be spared. I'm prepared for anything that is likely to come, even if it involved me laying down my life to save the person I like.

" Don't be too aggressive, I'm the one that pushed him dude," I heard another voice which I think belongs to the second guy that just entered.

The  engine roared into life and the car was put into motion.

2 hours ago.

Daniel pulled the couch closer to the bed I was lying on. In his hand was a landline phone, which he held too firmly.

I have no idea about what is planning to do, but deep down I knew more than anyone that his plan won't do me any good.

I sniffed. Fighting back the tears have been holding. I need to stay strong to the end without submitting myself to their threats. I whispered silently to myself.

" Don't let me repeat what I just said," He muttered again, more aggressive this time. I looked up to meet him glaring at me intently like a hungry lion that's about to bounce on his prey. Seeing this, I know he is at the brick of losing it all if I  provoked him further. I tilted my head away from him, before crawling slowly to the edge of the bed. None of his boys are in the room with us, he sent them away for a reason only known by him. That only made me get scared the more, what if he is planning on killing me right now? I shook my head slowly to get the thought out of my head. 

He won't dare to do that, moreover, I'm still useful till they eventually get Bobby at tip of their finger.

"If I were you, I would choose to be obedient at this junction," he paused, glare into my eyes while maintaining a straight face, then suddenly burst into laugh.

" How I wish you could see how you look just now, you're practically begging me to spare your life" He grumbled. 

" That will be the last thing I will do, I'm not afraid of you!" I replied harshly, rolling my eyes at him. 

" Good to see you've got your voice again," He replied. His fingers are now poking in the phone button. He wasn't paying much attention

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