She Took The House The Car And My Heart

Chapter 900:

And then, twice more.

“Ms. Briggs, you may remove the blindfold now.” A bodyguard stepped out and opened the door for her, adding, “It’s just about three hundred yards ahead. Mr. Shaw is waiting for you there.”

“Okay.” Freya took off the blindfold and stepped out of the car, scanning her surroundings. The terrain was mostly barren, with distant mountains looming against the sky.

“At two o’clock sharp, someone will come pick you and Mr. Shaw up,” the bodyguard added.

Freya nodded. She didn’t ask anything else. Even if she did, the bodyguard probably wouldn’t say much. After taking another glance around, she started walking in the direction he’d pointed.

The car pulled away behind her.

She still couldn’t figure out why Kristian would choose a place like this for one of his stunts. Was this hide-and-seek? Or had he decided to go full recluse here?

With her thoughts in turmoil and doubts spiraling fast, Freya quickened her pace. After only a few steps, her eyes caught sight of an old, forsaken warehouse just ahead.

She gave the area a cautious sweep, checking to make sure no one was lurking nearby, then made her way toward the looming structure.

Her mind reeled with disturbing possibilities, each one darker than the last. Was Kristian setting her up for something vile, maybe even kidnapping? Or had he crafted a plot more sinister, something she couldn’t yet fathom?

Wrestling with these troubling thoughts, she stepped through the gaping entrance of the warehouse. The scene inside was pure disarray—dust lay thick like ash on the floor, and cobwebs clung to rusted junk, casting a ghostly, forsaken atmosphere over the place.

gⱯ𝗅𝗇𝗈ν𝖊𝗅𝘀.𝗰0𝗆; 𝓒𝒽𝒶𝓅𝓉𝑒𝓇𝓈 𝒶𝒻𝓉𝑒𝓇 𝗍𝒽𝑒 𝓈𝑒𝒶𝓈𝑜𝓃

She paused, her brows furrowed with unease, then cautiously moved farther into the shadows.

That’s when she saw him—Kristian—bound to a chair, encircled by several men.

There was something hauntingly familiar about those faces.

“You’re here,” Kristian said with an almost serene smile, like he’d been expecting her all along.

Freya took in the surreal scene and asked him, “What is this? What’s going on?”

Kidnapping? It didn’t quite add up.

After all, he had sent her that message, and it was his own bodyguard who brought her here.

“As you can see, I’ve been kidnapped,” Kristian replied, his tone strangely nonchalant.

“If this were a real kidnapping, your bodyguard wouldn’t be the one bringing me in,” Freya said, her eyes narrowing with suspicion. “It would’ve been the kidnappers calling me.”

“I had them tie me up,” Kristian confessed, not bothering to veil the truth.noveldrama

Freya stood frozen, caught off guard.

Kristian’s gaze lingered on her like he was trying to memorize her features. “Would you say yes to being with me? Be my girlfriend?”

“Is this some twisted game to you?” Freya shot back, dodging his question entirely.

“It is.” Kristian didn’t pretend otherwise. He laid it all out without hesitation. “If you won’t be with me, they’ll kill me. And then I’ll be out of your life for good.”

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