Chapter Twelve

Jay was already getting impatient with this unending meeting but was try very hard not to provoke the personality with him. They kept rambling on and on in circles while Jay kept on starting at his wrist watch. It was almost time for school dismissal and he knew Bella would be waiting for him. He knew he owed her no obligation but Jay Martins was always a man of his words. The bald man was talking now, slowly but effortlessly. Were they doing this on purpose, he tried to look at Alfredo but even him was against him by pretending to be focused on the man rambling. He tried to get his attention by kicking him under the table but the dude simply flinched without turning around;  It dawned on him that his display was definitely on purpose. So there sat Jay watching as it struck two minutes past dismissal time. He would definitely show up. 

As soon as Bella heard the bell for dismissal, there was a strange glow on her cheeks. One might say she was practically humming softly as she packed up her books and left the class. She was expecting that beautiful Ferrari and hot hunk of a man to be waiting for her but instead, the parking lot was void of either. She did not know her way to his home so she would definitely have to wait. She went to the entrance stair and sat down, slipped out her phone and was soon engrossed with her game that she did not know when twenty minutes had passed. "What happened Bella, sugar daddy not coming to pick you up I guess? ", she raised her head to see the smirk on Anita and her cohorts face. They were grinning ear to ear;  bad sign so she rose but they pulled her by her school bag. Her phone fell hard on the tarred area while the bag slipped off her shoulders, they poured out every of it's content whilst restraining her. Anita leaned close to her face and said, "Now, you're going to show us whether you've been fucking daddy or not; at least we now clear what your kind is, oldies", and out of impulse she spat on the wicked girls face which earned her a slap and punch. Soon they were dragging her to the back admist her struggles. Bella felt hopeless,  no one would save her now. 

He swerved to an abrupt halt in the parking area without even parking properly. He had left as soon as the meeting was over and had expected she would be waiting even though with a frown but she was no where to be seen. He looked around and so did the body guards in the other car, yet no sign of her, he didn't want to enter the school premises and was about to leave when a flying piece of paper came close to him, looking ahead he saw more pieces of papers from the direction. Out of curiosity, he climbed, there was a school bag and exercise books and a broken phone. The notebook read 'Annabelle Skye', it dawned on him that something fishy was going on. "Search around ", he told the bodyguards while he took took the corner leading to the back. He checked, his gun was in place and ready in case he would be needing it. That's when he heard the little giggles and someone being muted but struggling to scream, "Annabelle ", he huffed. He stepped in and the scene made him cringe in despair for there laid Annabelle, with a group of girls holding her down. There was someone holding her mouth too to prevent her screaming, another was clicking photos. They had successfully opened her shirt and cut her bra open which made him see the welcoming nipples and full breasts. The one who seemed like their leader had successfully pulled her panties to her knee length, there was even a large cucumber, was she gonna put that in his Bella. First he confiscated the phone, then without any care in the world pointed the gun at them. Bella had hope in her eyes;  it was like she had seen Santa Claus and hurriedly put on her panties as soon as she was free, ran to his back and held his waist tightly. She was shivering, and so was her assailants on their knees. He put a quick call, "I've seen her. Come to the back ", he said simply and soon, four suited bodyguards were there. He gave them instructions to confiscate all their phones and also their name tags.  He turned and gently lifted Bella in his arms while cursing time for not being on his side when Bella was being tortured. She held his neck tightly and buried her head in his chest. He could perceive her feminine feel and could feel his own erection. 'Soon ', he thought. He carefully set her down on the seat and fastened her seat belt, then went back to gather her scattered items but not before taking pictures of the scene and scattering the properties in a more horrific way, then gathered them. That was evidence. As soon as he was in the car, he placed a call to his bodyguards, "Ensure to take pictures of them all. No you nut head, not nude but face, full length and side view so we don't miss out anything ", he placed the phone down. And started driving. 

Bella kept staring at him, was he her knight in shining armor, of course yes. He had saved her and she hoped that the girls were taught a lesson. She was not their only victim ; there was simple Claire and others too whom they had molested. This time, she closed her eyes and let the feeling of speed take her in. Her shirt buttons were all off, so she hugged herself for modesty sake.