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MIA POV

To say I almost shit a brick in fright would be an understatement.

One minute I was happily making out with Drake, very happily considering the wide on I was currently sporting (yes, I am that disgusting) and the next minute my front door has literally been kicked off its hinges.

I don’t know what crossed my mind as I heard the sound of wood smashing and the massive bang. I would love to explain to you what I was thinking, but to be honest it made me jump so much I just automatically thought I’d somehow died.

Seriously, there was a split second as I jumped away from Drake where I did actually think I was dead.

Then reality came crashing in as I looked at the door (which was no longer there) and saw 3 large men I had never seen before come charging in.

We we’re being fucking burgled. Or kidnapped. Or my earlier theory may have been right, we were about to be killed.

I was still next to Drake on the sofa, my leg still over him as I stared at the 3 men in confusion and I'm not even ashamed to admit it, fear.

You try not being scared as 3 strangers break into your house by smashing the door in.

Apparently though, I was the only one who was completely clueless to what was going on because as I glanced at Drake, he seemed to be aware of what was happening all too well.

“Run Go! Fucking Run!” Drake ordered urgently as he pushed my leg off of him and stood up, pulling me up by my arm.

I did what he said. It was like a reflex and I followed his orders exactly. Probably the only time ever in my life I have, but I turned and bolted straight for the stairs.

Oh Jesus Christ, I was one of those. One of those dumb assholes in horrors that get caught out by the serial killers in their house and instead of running out the front door I run up the stairs.

“Why are you running out already? We only just got here.” I heard someone yell over, almost laughing. It wasn’t one of the 3 guys that first came in I knew that because the voice was further than where they were.

Oh fuck, there are more of them…

I ran up the stairs and I knew Drake was behind me, pushing me forcefully because I clearly wasn’t going fast enough. I knew the 3 gorilla men were following us.

“Go!” Drake demanded and pushed me towards my room where he knew there was a lock.

I didn’t argue with him and I bolted straight for my room.

Unfortunately, I didn’t make it because as I ran I heard the sound of someone getting punched and realised Drake did not follow me this time.

I saw him on the floor with one of the gorillas standing over him.

“Drake!” I yelled over and that’s when I saw the second gorilla come my direction.

I instantly turned and dived for my room, remembering I did have a baseball bat in there somewhere I had stolen off Nate and threatened to use on him if he ever woke me up before 9am again.

Thank god I wasn’t a morning person, that’s all I can say right now considering the situation I am in.

Before I managed to even step over the threshold for my room, I felt a pair of ape arms wrap themselves around my waist and instantly the psycho instincts started kicking in because before I knew it, I was thrashing and swearing like a fucking crazy person.

“Get the fuck off me you tool!” I screamed as I continued to struggle and free myself from his grip. I did give it a good go and I would continue to give it a good go even though realistically I knew I didn’t have a chance. You need to see the size of this bloke. He was like a fridge.

He picked me clear off the ground and turned me around. I was still kicking my legs and thrashing my body calling him every name under the sun, making a few up of my own along the way.

Then he made a mistake, he tried to move one of his arms to get a better grip of me and being the opportunist I am, I took full advantage. I managed, and I don’t know how I'm blaming adrenaline, to turn myself around in his grasp and I did the only thing I was physically able to do since I was being restrained.

I head butted him.

I let out a groan of pain myself. Jesus Christ this blokes head was like a sculpture. I literally feel like I've just charged head first into the Berlin Wall.

I put aside the possible concussion and felt a wave of satisfaction as I heard him yell out in pain and as a reflex he let me go and attended his nose, which was currently bleeding.

“Mia!” Drake called out to me and I turned my head. He was currently being held up against the wall by the scruff of his neck, and by the marks on his face I could tell the other ape had continued to lay punches into him.

I don’t know if that made me more scared or more pissed off.

Whatever it was, it helped.

I went back to heading for the baseball bat in my room as I spotted the 3rd ape coming in my direction. This time I managed to reach it by my bed, and I turned around and instinctively swung it out in front of me as a warning.

Ape boy backed up pretty quick.

I slowly walked towards the door back into the hallway where they all were, the ape walking backwards as I came closer with my trusted bat. The one that had a bleeding nose also took a few steps back, and I'm not going to lie I did feel like a terminator right now.

“Let him go now!” I scream through gritted teeth, and he just looked at me with a mixture of amusement and disbelief that this little girl was actually threatening him.

“Put the bat down before you hurt yourself.” The ape holding onto Drake laughed, and I raised my brows. Okay, now I was pissed off.

“Did a pretty good job of hurting him.” I gesture my head towards the one I head butted “Now let him go. Take whatever the hell you want then get the fuck out of my house!”

This time all 3 of them let out a laugh, and to my surprise I heard another chuckle. I turned my head slightly as I saw another figure walk up the stairs.

This man was slightly older. His hair was a dark blonde and he had a few wrinkles on his face. I don’t know why but this one made me un-easier than the other 3 gorillas did. He was no way near as large as the other 3, but there was something about him. Something in his face that instantly made you realise you don’t want to invite this man to any of your dinner parties if you get me.

He looked like a gangster. I know it sounds cliché but he had all the gear. He was wearing a suit with a long black coat over it and a pair of black leather gloves, which I noticed all of them were wearing.

All the dude was missing was a trilby.

He was still chuckling as he reached the top of the stairs. He looked at me curiously, and then his eyes scanned the scene in front of him.

He shook his head in amusement and pointed at the guy who had blood coming out of his nose.

“Please don’t tell me she did that to you?” He asked the guy, and he just clenched his jaw in annoyance.

From the silent response, the older blonde guy laughed clearly getting his answer.

He then turned to Drake “Is this the girl you took to the wedding?” Drake doesn’t reply and just glares at him, his breath coming out hard through his nose and I could tell he wanted nothing more than to throw this guy off a roof and into a field of mines. The guy doesn’t seem fazed by the death glare and just turns back to me “I like her, she has spunk.”

‘So does your mother’ was the first thing that crossed my mind, but decided against the ‘yo momma’ joke considering this wasn’t exactly the time or the place.

The guy turned to look at Drake again, the same smile on his lips.

“Toby told me he met her actually, he didn’t quite take to her as much as you and I clearly have though.” He humoured to Drake, and I scoffed. Of course that asshole Toby wouldn’t be my biggest fan.

Drake’s jaw was clenched so hard I thought it was going to shatter.

“I swear to god you lay one finger on her I will fucking kill you.” His voice comes out through gritted teeth, almost strangled. I didn’t know if that was because one of the apes still had him by the throat against the wall or because he was so angry. His words made me shiver slightly because judging by the look on Drake’s face, I knew he wasn’t bluffing.

The guys smile widened at Drake’s threat and his head turned back to me.

“We’re not here to take your things Miss.” He explained, and I found myself gripping the bat tighter in my hand “Let me formally introduce myself. I’m Derek, Drake’s former boss.”

And as soon as I heard that I suddenly realised we were a lot more screwed than I thought.

“You see Drake quit earlier today, and I don’t really like people walking out on their responsibilities on my team.” His voice wasn’t angry; it had humour in it which made it actually a lot more terrifying. If he was screaming it would have been a little less worrying because he looked like a serial killer. You know the ones who laugh like a wild cowboy as they slash their victims?

Derek turned to Drake once more “Did you really think you were going to walk out scot free?”

I saw Drake swallow hard as his glare never left Derek.

“No I didn’t.” Drake admits “I did think you were going to give me at least one night to pretend I had though.”

Derek laughed “I was going to. I was going to make you feel like you did get away with it and just when you stopped looking over your shoulder I was going to shoot you in the knee caps.” I literally almost stopped breathing. Derek’s smile widened “But then I thought why wait?”

“Look, shoot me in the knee caps, in the spine, hell shoot me in the ass if that’s what you're into…” Drake says, and my eyes widen as I hear his words. What the hell is he playing at?! “…But let her go though she has nothing to do with this.”

Oh hell no, he was not getting shot anywhere just so I’d get out of here unharmed.

Derek looked at him for a few seconds, studying him hard before he turned his head to look at me. He looked like he was humouring something in his mind.

After about a minute, he turned to the ape holding Drake “Make sure he can’t move.”

I didn’t really know what that meant, but the ape certainly did because he yanked Drake away from the wall forcefully. I knew Drake wasn’t going to try anything stupid right now because we were outnumbered by the steroid army, but I could tell he wanted to do nothing more than to take on all of these guys.

The ape with the bleeding nose went over as well. He grabbed Drake by the shoulder and shoved him towards where I was stood. As he walked past I saw him look at me, a mixture of worry, anger and guilt in his eyes.

His face was pretty badly done up. His lip was split and there was blood coming out of it. His eye was already swelling and he had a bruise right below it on his cheek. The urge to tend to him and make sure his injuries were okay was overwhelming, but right now I knew I had to cling onto this bat like it was a life line.

Because for all I knew, it was.

The two apes then took out a couple of pairs of handcuffs and with them cuffed him to the radiator on the wall. Drake was completely immobile, which made me nervous. Both his wrists were handcuffed to the radiator. He looked like Jesus Christ on the cross, only instead of a cross it was…well a radiator. And obviously his arms weren’t up that high like they would be on a cross, we don’t have like 10ft radiators in the house. We don’t get that fucking cold in here.

I took a quick step back and held the bat up a little higher as the two apes stepped away from Drake meaning they were closer to me. One of them smirked as he saw me do this.

Take one step closer and we’ll see how much you smirk when I deep throat you with this bat…

“Now little lady, how about you hand that thing over before you do something you’ll regret?” Derek suddenly speaks, looking at me with his brows raised and referring to my trusted bat.

“Do one.” Was all I could reply, clinging onto the bat a little tighter. It was my only leverage right now there was no way I was letting that go.

“Okay I’ll ask again…” suddenly he reached into the inside of his coat and before I knew it I had a gun pointed in my direction. My jaw fell open as I process the fact I was actually getting held at gun point for the second time this week. You’d think I’d be used to it by now considering I was in a bank robbery just the other day, but having a gun pointed at you never really gets easier. He smiled politely “…Hand it over.”

I saw Drake move forward as he saw the gun but the handcuffs didn’t let him get far.

“Derek!” he screamed as he thrashed against the handcuffs, the rattling noise filling the room.

Derek paid no attention to him and just carried on smiling at me.

“I don’t want to hurt a pretty girl like you, so do us all a favour and just hand it over.” His voice is calm, and if it wasn’t for the gun you could mistake him for being quite friendly.

Then the firearm brought you back to reality.

I hesitated at first, I knew I wasn’t going to argue because I did not want to get shot but I was in shock. I had absolutely no idea what to do, but I knew I had no choice.

Slowly I lowered the bat so it wasn’t in the ‘ready to swing at any moment and break someone’s face’ position. The ape that I head butter stepped forward and hesitantly I held it out to him. He took it from me, a smirk in my direction which told me he wanted nothing more than to use it on me after what I did to him. Possibly the worst out of the 3 to disarm me.

“Well done sweetheart.” Derek praised, lowering the gun a little. Then he gestured with it for me to walk towards him “Come here.”

I couldn’t move. I knew going anywhere near that man was not a smart move. I would rather take my chances with the steroid army to be honest on this side of the hallway.

“Do I have to ask twice with everything?” Derek raises his brows. I felt like I was getting told off by a parent. Suddenly from the corner of my eye I see the ape that was holding the bat move. He gripped it with both hands and reclined his arm back, sending the end of the bat straight into Drake’s stomach.

Drake groaned in pain and buckled over as the breath was knocked out of him.

“Okay! Stop!” I screamed as I watched the scene in front of me.

They knew what they were doing, they wanted to use him against me, and it would work every time because there was no way I was standing by and watching them beat him to a pulp.

I gritted my teeth as I looked over at Drake, who was still moaning and scrunching his face in pain. I wanted nothing more than to go over and see if he was okay but I knew that wasn’t an option right now.

I started to walk towards Derek. Drake looked up and even through the pain he was clearly in he started struggling against the cuffs again.

“Mia no! Get the hell away from him!” he screamed. I swallowed hard, fear starting to take over everything as I slowly shook my head telling him I had no choice. “Derek get the fuck away from her!”

I felt my eyes water slightly because I could see how much this was killing him, but he was physically unable to do anything. I reached Derek and he greeted me by widening the malicious little smile that was already on his mouth.

“I don’t bite darling don’t worry.” He reassured me, which to be honest made the fear a little worse.

Confirming I had every right to be scared of this man, his arm suddenly shot out and he grabbed me. He twisted me around so my back was pressed into him, his hand grasping the bottom of my face hard as he made sure I wasn’t going anywhere.

Drake almost took the radiator off the wall by this point.

“DEREK!” he screamed, the simple name was a warning, but no amount of thrashing was working. He was stuck.

Derek’s other arm lifted slightly, the one that was holding the gun. He didn’t point it directly at my head, but the end of the gun was facing my direction.

“Tell me Drake, what would you do if you were in my shoes?” Derek humours “I mean I can’t just let you walk away from your responsibilities. You made me a promise, I expected you to be loyal just like your daddy is. So imagine how unhappy I am when after a mere couple of months you just up and quit.”

“Let her go Derek!” Drake yelled back, his eyes almost black with rage.

“What did you expect to happen? You would waltz into my office saying ‘I'm out’ and that’s it? You walk away to continue your 9 to 5 life with a pretty little girlfriend and all your buddies?” Derek laughs like it was the most ridiculous thing he has ever heard “That’s not the way it works. When you work for me, that is who you are-“

“Derek I’m fucking warning you!” Drake cuts him off.

“DON’T YOU DARE INTERRUPT ME!” I literally jump out of my skin as suddenly the laughing, amused man was gone and he literally screamed the words out. He was furious, the grip on my face tightened and even Drake realised he was playing with fire right now. This man was like a ticking time bomb. “I am aware you are a rude little boy with no manners and I blame your father for that, he should have trained you up a little better but if you interrupt me again there will be another hole in her body which you haven’t stuck your dick into yet.”

I didn’t know how to breathe right now. I was so scared words could not describe. I had a gun pointed at my head, held by a man who is clearly not afraid to set it off. Drake realised he was not playing, and he stopped struggling. I could tell by his eyes fury was not the only thing he was feeling anymore.

He was worried.

The only person in this room who could protect me from this animal behind me was currently handcuffed to a radiator.

“As I was saying, you joined my firm. I expect loyalty and dedication.” Derek continued, and he didn’t even bother reverting back to the smiling psycho he was earlier. His voice was angry; he was furious “What do I get with you? Smart ass comebacks and attitude. Then to top it all off, you just walk away like you’ve just quit your paper round!” He laughs without a trace of humour “What did you think was going to happen? I can’t let you just walk away, what kind of example would that give?”

“Look I’ll come back to work for you okay? Just let her go.” Drake didn’t even hesitate to tell him this. I think he realised how much danger I was in to actually have a bullet in my skull so he would say anything right about now.

Derek shakes his head “That’s not good enough Drake. Why would I want someone who I can’t trust on my team?”

“You can trust me okay! I’ll be employee of the fucking month just let her go!” Drake almost growls.

Derek is silent for a while and I’m starting to think he may be considering it. I swallow hard as I hope to fuck he wasn’t just thinking over where exactly in my body he was going to shoot me.

“We followed you when you left earlier. You came straight here. Even when we were keeping an eye on you before you agreed to work for me, you would always be here. Around her or that other lad you always knock about with.” Derek says, confusing me because I was wondering where exactly he was going with this. Judging by the puzzled look on Drake’s face, he was too “I know the type of person you are Drake. You don’t care about what happens to you, I mean you haven’t exactly got much going for you have you.”

Drake swallows hard “I do