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Excerpt 124


A low moan leaked from his purple lips.  The mask, made from cheap wood, had broken and Ala felt some splinters stuck into the bottom of her foot.  Pulling out splinters had made her squeamish since she was a child, and even with the situation she was now in the middle of, she shuddered to think of working a needle into her skin.  She had not planned any action, other than getting the man’s tongue off of her skin, and she braced herself for his blow.

After a few seconds without any reaction from him, Ala turned her head and saw why.  His entire face was now revealed except for his eyes, which had sharp pieces of wood sticking out of them.  She turned her head to the side and choked up more bile.  The man brought his hands to his face and felt his skin very carefully.  When brushing over his eyelids, he yelped in pain.

She had blinded him.  Her instinct was to help him, but then she looked down at her underclothes that he, most likely, had planned on removing.  Her hands were still bound, but she was able to curl her toes and push herself up on her feet.  Blood rushed to her ankles and her head spun as she tried to keep her balance.  Unsure of attempting to step forward, she surveyed the room.  The glass wall with the view of the mountains was still in the same place.  The floor still felt like concrete, as did the pored walls.  She spotted her purse in one of the far corners.

They had brought the purse along with her to each location to avoid any trouble, if the purse should be recovered without Ala, later on.  She lifted her foot and planted it down on the floor.  Pain shot up to her knee and she stumbled.  The man felt around the ground, his tentative hands staying close in front of him.

Ala intended on killing him, and then his twin and then Bruno.  She would stop there.  Emmanuel was much larger in the world than she was, both with his influence and wealth.  There was no way she would be able to get close enough to take his life.  She was better off hoping that he would never find her.

Slowly, she walked on her knees toward her bag. Tiny rocks plunged themselves into her freshly scraped skin, burning and stopping against the bone.  She would not let herself stop.  There was no way to know what Bruno’s plans were, but she was sure that he would be back soon.  The shock of seeing one of his men blinded would probably send him on a rampage. Ala would be the only target in the nearly empty room, in the middle of who knew where, with the striking mountain view.

 

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Excerpt 87


She could see the top of the rock wall, the swirly blue up far ahead and the sun exposing the surface.  She planted her palm  and lifted her other hand to push down with everything she had.  She felt his hand under her foot, giving her a boost up.  She got her knee up, with only a slight scrape, and collapsed once three quarters of her trembling body was safe on top. She did not have the strength to turn and offer him her hand.

He was right behind her and when reaching the top, did not collapse, but instead took several deep breaths.  He helped her up to her feet. While his scent made her blush and his hand on her waist made her feel weepy with love, she couldn’t stop the spinning behind her eyes.

“Hey,” she said, short spurts of air coming through her dry mouth, “What’s your name?”

“Danno.”

“Your name is Danno?”

“Yes.”

She was sure she hadn’t heard right.

“What kind of name is Danno?”

He laughed.

“We’re not playing this game again, are we?”

She laughed too, and quickly felt her knees start to give in.

“I’m going to faint.”

“No, don’t do that. Just breathe. That was a bit of a workout.”

She nodded and sucked in and out. But this was different discomfort from the over exertion that came with strenuous activity.  The pain was in her abdomen as well.  If she had not had her appendix removed three winters ago, she would have thought it was bursting inside of her.

“I really–I really am going to.”

His grip tightened on her arm and her waist.

“Here, let’s have you rest here.”There was a clearing with some moss strewn across the damp caramel colored dirt.  He took off his jacket and lied it smooth before easing her down.  “We should have brought water,” he said.

She nodded and turned on her side out of habit.  The throbbing intensified.  She held on to his hand.

“This isn’t right.  Something isn’t right.”

“I shouldn’t have pushed, Ala. I feel like a jerk.”

“I’ll be okay, I just need dome rest.” His face blurred as she closed her eyes.  She felt his body curve to fit hers and his hand pushed the sweaty matted hair off of her forehead.

“I can call someone if you’d like.”

“No,” she said, thinking of her parents.  She would not ruin this time with him. Her parents would make her go to the hospital.  They would make her end the best summer of her life.  “I’ll be fine. Just stay.”

She heard his chuckle.

“Where else would I go?”

“I don’t know, Danno” she whispered and then chuckled too.  She had to be in and out of sleep. No one’s name was Danno.  No one she had met, or even heard of.  No one drove Aston Martin’s either though.  And no one made her love them in less than one day.

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