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is chapter two.
Chapter Two
Courtney felt her head pounding, she felt like she had a basketball in her banging the inside of it. She tried to move her hands to her head but she felt something hold them back, she looked down and saw that her hands were bind behind a chair, 'Well that answers why my underarm hurts,' she thought to herself. She tried to move her arms around, trying to get free but it was no use.
When she looked around she, notice that she was in a room, a bedroom it looked liked and her free peaked even to a higher level. She was in a bedroom, did that mean that her kidnapper wanted to.........no no stop thinking like that Court. She took in everything she could see, there was a double size bed in the middle, there was one window but it looked like it had been locked, she could tell it was night, she saw a dresser to the side with a TV, cloths were piled on top of the other dresser, women cloths. But she knew this was a man's room, it had no color, just plain white walls, a flannel covers on the bed and a nightstand with a plain lamp. A typical male bedroom.
She looked over to the door, it was steel, then she looked around at the rest of the walls, they were steel, 'What in the fuck is this place?' she asked herself. She turned when she heard the door slide open and a man came in, he was almost 6' tall, and had a lean body, and a great set of eyes but they were cold eyes, almost like her fathers.
"Ms. Alcazar, I am Jason Morgan," the man introduced himself. Courtney felt her heart go to her throat, this was the man who her father had warned her about, the man who her father was always worried about. This was the enforcer of the man who her father was trying to get territory from so he could move his product through. She knew more about her father's business then he thought, mostly from listening when she was supposed to be in her room and her mothers diary told her a lot but she knew nothing about what that product was. All she wanted to know was why they wanted her, what did they want with her, what could they gain from her? Then it dawned on her, they wanted revenge on her father for some reason. They were going to kill her. 'Oh god,' she thought to herself.
~*~
Jason saw the young woman pale and her eyes go wide, he saw the fear dance in them, the same fear he saw in men he was sent to kill them. She was afraid that he was going to kill her. "Ms. Alcazar we are not going to kill you okay, calm down. We need you, you see your father has kidnapped a pregnant woman, my best friend and my bosses wife," he told her. He saw the disbelief dancing in her clear blue eyes, he had already knew that she did not know anything about the kidnapping but he had to a hundred percent sure and now he was.
"My would never.......never kidnap a pregnant woman never," she said her voice growing stronger with each word.
"Look Ms. Alcazar.......may I call you Courtney?"
"No.....only people who do not kidnap me may call me by my first name," she spat at him, and he felt himself smile, she was strong and sarcastic at first he was worried if she would make it being kidnap and locked in a room but now he knew she would be fine. She was like Carly.
"Fine....Ms. Alcazar understand the only reason I took you was to save the life of a innocent women and her child, Sonny Corinthos rarely kidnaps women, and definitely not pregnant women....."
"Well I hope that clears you're conscious, I mean it is okay to kidnap women, just not pregnant women."
"Look you will not be mistreated, you will not be harmed, you will not be hurt in any way okay so try to enjoy your time," he said as he went to the door opening it walking out of the room.
"OH YEAH BEING TIED AND LOCKED UP IS MY IDEA OF A GREAT TIME!" she screamed after him.
"When I know I can trust you I will untie you hands, but at this moment it would not be wise, when you calm down I will," that was the last thing he said to her before he walked out, he could not stand to see her cry, and when he saw the tears pool in her eyes he knew he had to get out of there.
~*~
Lorenzo heard people going past him, he wanted to stand up and be him strong self, to not show his weakness but the tears would not stop, then he heard her, or rather felt her. He could always feel her enter the room. She kneeled down next to him and moved his hair away tenderly with her hand then she spoke to him, "Lorenzo what's wrong?" she asked, he lifted his head. His tears were still falling, she brushed them away with her soft fingers.
They had talked about Courtney in there backgammon games, she knew how much Courtney meant to him, how much he loved her. "Lorenzo please tell me what's wrong, what has happen?" her sweet voice asked him, but he could not comprehend anything but Courtney disappearance. He wrapped his arm around his knees and moved away from Carly's touch, moving back forth, rocking himself.
"Courtney gone," he said and kept repeating it over and over, Carly looked at the men, the men she knew was so strong but now he was reduce to this. Where had Courtney went and what did he mean when he said he was gone. Where would she had gone too?
"What do you mean Lorenzo, where is Courtney," she asked him. She hated to see him like this, so hurt.
"Sonny," was the only thing he could get out before the sobs began to rack his body and she pulled him into her arms, holding him tight, rocking him as he cried.
A/N: Hope you liked this chapter. Love Ashley.
Chapter Two
Courtney felt her head pounding, she felt like she had a basketball in her banging the inside of it. She tried to move her hands to her head but she felt something hold them back, she looked down and saw that her hands were bind behind a chair, 'Well that answers why my underarm hurts,' she thought to herself. She tried to move her arms around, trying to get free but it was no use.
When she looked around she, notice that she was in a room, a bedroom it looked liked and her free peaked even to a higher level. She was in a bedroom, did that mean that her kidnapper wanted to.........no no stop thinking like that Court. She took in everything she could see, there was a double size bed in the middle, there was one window but it looked like it had been locked, she could tell it was night, she saw a dresser to the side with a TV, cloths were piled on top of the other dresser, women cloths. But she knew this was a man's room, it had no color, just plain white walls, a flannel covers on the bed and a nightstand with a plain lamp. A typical male bedroom.
She looked over to the door, it was steel, then she looked around at the rest of the walls, they were steel, 'What in the fuck is this place?' she asked herself. She turned when she heard the door slide open and a man came in, he was almost 6' tall, and had a lean body, and a great set of eyes but they were cold eyes, almost like her fathers.
"Ms. Alcazar, I am Jason Morgan," the man introduced himself. Courtney felt her heart go to her throat, this was the man who her father had warned her about, the man who her father was always worried about. This was the enforcer of the man who her father was trying to get territory from so he could move his product through. She knew more about her father's business then he thought, mostly from listening when she was supposed to be in her room and her mothers diary told her a lot but she knew nothing about what that product was. All she wanted to know was why they wanted her, what did they want with her, what could they gain from her? Then it dawned on her, they wanted revenge on her father for some reason. They were going to kill her. 'Oh god,' she thought to herself.
~*~
Jason saw the young woman pale and her eyes go wide, he saw the fear dance in them, the same fear he saw in men he was sent to kill them. She was afraid that he was going to kill her. "Ms. Alcazar we are not going to kill you okay, calm down. We need you, you see your father has kidnapped a pregnant woman, my best friend and my bosses wife," he told her. He saw the disbelief dancing in her clear blue eyes, he had already knew that she did not know anything about the kidnapping but he had to a hundred percent sure and now he was.
"My would never.......never kidnap a pregnant woman never," she said her voice growing stronger with each word.
"Look Ms. Alcazar.......may I call you Courtney?"
"No.....only people who do not kidnap me may call me by my first name," she spat at him, and he felt himself smile, she was strong and sarcastic at first he was worried if she would make it being kidnap and locked in a room but now he knew she would be fine. She was like Carly.
"Fine....Ms. Alcazar understand the only reason I took you was to save the life of a innocent women and her child, Sonny Corinthos rarely kidnaps women, and definitely not pregnant women....."
"Well I hope that clears you're conscious, I mean it is okay to kidnap women, just not pregnant women."
"Look you will not be mistreated, you will not be harmed, you will not be hurt in any way okay so try to enjoy your time," he said as he went to the door opening it walking out of the room.
"OH YEAH BEING TIED AND LOCKED UP IS MY IDEA OF A GREAT TIME!" she screamed after him.
"When I know I can trust you I will untie you hands, but at this moment it would not be wise, when you calm down I will," that was the last thing he said to her before he walked out, he could not stand to see her cry, and when he saw the tears pool in her eyes he knew he had to get out of there.
~*~
Lorenzo heard people going past him, he wanted to stand up and be him strong self, to not show his weakness but the tears would not stop, then he heard her, or rather felt her. He could always feel her enter the room. She kneeled down next to him and moved his hair away tenderly with her hand then she spoke to him, "Lorenzo what's wrong?" she asked, he lifted his head. His tears were still falling, she brushed them away with her soft fingers.
They had talked about Courtney in there backgammon games, she knew how much Courtney meant to him, how much he loved her. "Lorenzo please tell me what's wrong, what has happen?" her sweet voice asked him, but he could not comprehend anything but Courtney disappearance. He wrapped his arm around his knees and moved away from Carly's touch, moving back forth, rocking himself.
"Courtney gone," he said and kept repeating it over and over, Carly looked at the men, the men she knew was so strong but now he was reduce to this. Where had Courtney went and what did he mean when he said he was gone. Where would she had gone too?
"What do you mean Lorenzo, where is Courtney," she asked him. She hated to see him like this, so hurt.
"Sonny," was the only thing he could get out before the sobs began to rack his body and she pulled him into her arms, holding him tight, rocking him as he cried.
A/N: Hope you liked this chapter. Love Ashley.