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Half an hour passed, and he's still blabbering about his girlfriends and stuff. And how funny his life is.

God!! I don't want to know how funny his life is and I don't wanna fake laugh anymore. Am sick of him and his jokes already.

I was pretending to laugh. If I don't, maybe he'll just get me out of his car. I want his help till I reach my home or at least my city.

I don't think attractive men have good humour. They just take advantage of their looks which people might fall for. But after talking with him, I don't find him attractive anymore. He's just a pain in the ass.

"So what's your name, gorgeous?" He asked sliding his fingers in my bare thigh. I raised my eyebrow following his actions.

I wish I could just cut his fingers and kick his ass.

I faked a smile and said, "Emma." And I slowly pushed his hand off my thigh with that fake smile on my face.

"You know I also happen to know another Emma. She is as gorgeous as you."

"Must be one of your girlfriends then," I said faking a smile.

"No. Not really. She's an actress. You may know her too. She has this flawless body. She's really hot." He described her like she's one of his girlfriends.

No wonder he's talking about Emma Watson.

"So, she was your girlfriend too?"

"No. Not yet. But she'll be happy to become one. Any girl would be." He said smirking at me.

Not really. God! Why is he so annoying?

"You didn't ask me my name? Guess you already did all the research." He kept on smirking. Stop hitting on me, already.

"No, I just happen to overhear your name from someone. How far is your place?"

"We'll be there in 15 minutes. So, how are you related to him?"

"Him who?"

"Mr Maynard. You were there in his mansion."

"Oh, yeah. Umm..long story."

"I can see that." He looked at me with that judgemental look because am wearing a white shirt. Again he slid his fingers in my bare thigh.

Before I could respond to his actions the car halted.

"Guess, we are here," I said nudging his hand off me. I opened the car's door and stepped out. I took a deep breath.

He stepped out. "Welcome to my home."  He said and asked me to come inside. I did. "Beautiful," I said as I was checking out his home with my wide eyes and half-opened mouth.

"Thanks. Freshen up your self then we'll talk."

"Sure."

"Hey! Babe." He just called out someone with this name. Must be his girlfriend. I turned to him. A woman came wearing a blacktop. She looked cute. She came forward and kissed him. Undoubtedly, she is his girlfriend.

He whispered to her something. She nodded her head blushing.

"Show her the room." She smiled at me and said, "Sure."

"Your girlfriend is so cute." I complimented her. He laughed and said, "She's not my girlfriend. She's my P.A." He quotation-ed (") the word P.A with his fingers.

"Ohhhhhh." I smiled at him and followed her lead.

She opened the room for me. She showed me some clothes to change in. I thanked her, she left nodding her head.

I heard the door getting locked. I went to check if I was locked from outside. I turned the knob, it didn't open. I tried 2-3 times.

"Hey! Open the door." I tried the knob again.

"You bitch! Open the damn door." I banged the door loudly.

"Sorry, love. I had to do this." I heard that guy's voice.

"You, dick. I'll beat you to death if I came out."

"I believe that's gonna happen very soon."

"Let me out you asshole." I kicked the door hard.

"Am waiting for someone. Calm yourself. You'll be out soon."

I sat on the bed feeling helpless.

Why the hell do they keep on kidnapping me? What the hell is wrong with these people? They just lock me up like am some kind of treasure or something?

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Emma's outfit in the picture (above)

Ra :D