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Hazardous Affection

Kidnapped? Forced to bed? With a reproduction system damage? Twenty years is enough to get married but because of inner reproductive system damage, Hale stays single until she thinks the damage won't affect the child she ought to give birth to. But, her thoughts of becoming thirty before marriage eliminates the moment she got kidnapped by a group of bandits. Thinking that her end has come, Hale reluctantly follows them to New York. Where she meets the most Harzadous Head Of The New York's Mafia called... ... "Sh-Shane? Are... Are you okay?" The red eyed, blue dyed haired man bangs the cup which he just took fifteen shots from and stared at the poor lady. "Shane? Shane?" But he didn't reply... He let his balance loosen and then fell on her, making Hale to fall on the big and spacious bed in his room. "Shane!" But the voice of the poor lady can't be heard because of the door's soundproof. He unbuttons his shirt, his golden teeth sparkling as a cackus smirk comes upon his face. "Oh Hale... Time is precious, isn't it?" ... Found the picture on Pinterest. Belongs to whoever it belongs to. Enjoy!

XavHale · Urban
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5 Chs

I chose you

The man asking questions says nothing but immediately follows the instructions of the man talking to him through the ear deposit.

"Get her to the car"

Hale scoffs as disbelief and fear grasp her tightly in its bosom.

Are they really serious? Why does it have to be her?

Before Hale opens her mouth to talk, she goes blank without force.

The men seated start to mutter and mumble out their thoughts to each other, each having a different perspective towards this decision made my their boss himself.

Yes, the ladies he has married over the past few years were chosen by them but now he chose this lady by himself.

He must have seen something eye-catching in her. Because if he hadn't, he won't have made such a quick decision in just the first round.

They all watch as the hefty man carries her in a bridal style and out of the studio.

"Why do you think he chose her so quick?" another man asks the man who has direct communication with their boss.

"I don't know. Maybe that ice block we use to know is finally melting"

The men beside him laugh like real gentlemen hearing this. They are all singles, finding suitable wives for themselves.

They have tried the easy way but whenever they propose and the lady gets to know their real identity, she vanishes without a trace.

So they came up with the idea of kidnapping the ladies and marrying them by force, giving the ladies the IQ that kidnapping is part of a very dangerous job.

So even if they don't know their major identities, they do have a clue that they are engaged in dangerous jobs altogether, so...

Each man, about a hundred of them, evacuates from the building and enters the bus neatly packed outside in the company's garage.

The sight of New York is eye-capturing...

Therefore, they rush into it to bring forth the lady that their Master has chosen for himself.

The magnificent Mansion doors splits open and four men walks into it with their leader in front. Their are holding the four corners to the black platform Hale is unconsciously lying on.

"Tell the master that it's Sam here, and I got the lady with me"

"Copy"

They haven't even reached the elevator when the transparent glass doors slides to each side automatically and the five men enters. Sam checks his wrist watch with his dark and mysterious glasses on a small smile breaks on his lips.

How he can wait to see the look on his boss's face when he sees the Lady for the very first time and they experience true love together...

Aww....

But the thing is...

Will that ice block be able to control himself and not just dive into anything a bit mature too early?

Yes, they are both matured to have something to do with each other, but the ice block in his office cam be too possessive and stone-hearted sometimes, and at the same time.

*Knock Knock*

His suite is neatly buttoned up. His black hat, with his hair curving up in front, his two golden rings on each finger of his left hand and on his right nostril, his soft and chiseled shaped beard, his black digital wrist watch, and his black shoes makes him look like a god!

He has everything a lady ever desires, including a good heart.

But it has been buried a long time ago, who can dig it out?

"Come in" his gentle womanish voice is heard from the hallway and not too long, the five men enters with the unconscious Hale on the platform they are holding.

"Your decision was a bit quick"

"I'd prefer to wait, but the way she spoke caught my attention"

Sam creased brow at his friend.

"You like the way she talk?" Hearing no reply made him to continue

"She talks a bit aggressively. You want someone that will make your home a jungle?"

The boss and friend of Sam raises his head with his hat obstructing a part of his face from being seen as he raised it.

'Damn, I think I made a big mistake'

"My home is already a jungle"

Sam says nothing but gave the four guys behind him a signal to bring the girl forward.

The four men holding firmly to the edges of the platform drops her in middle of the room and left under the instruction of Sam.

Both men stared at the lady before the boss opens his mouth to speak.

"What's her name again?"

"Hale Martins"

The man gently removes his hat and the beauty that beholds that face of his makes the light to brighten a little.

Sometimes, most of his assistants except Sam, falls for him.

"Make her wake up"

Sam presses a button on his wrist watch and an immediate movement occurs on the body of Hale.

They stare at her as she opens her eyes and stretched like a beautiful little girl ready for a lullaby usually sang by her mother to her.

"Wh-where am I?" she asks herself, thinking she is in her bedroom but the only difference between this place and her bedroom is that her bedroom do not give her a headache whenever she sleeps in it.

"In my office"

Hale eyes widen in shock and utter dismay!

Where the rollercoaster is she?!

She immediately struggles to sit up which she does but with a shaky body.

At first, she also thought she wasn't in danger because of the beautiful face of this man standing before her...

He got a woman face entirely. Got long eyelashes, his eyes are held back tightly as his hair is also held back, he got long fingers and he painted both thumbs nails with red paint.

Or whatever women calls it.

But then....

She starts to remember the interview she had some moments ago and how their boss said she is the one.

Why does it feel like it's moments ago that the interview happened? It should be feeling like six or ten hours ago?

Wait... They sprayed something on her face that made her go blank!

Dang it! That is why a sibling fights are not so good sometimes. Most times.

"Who... Who are you?"

His face is as cold as an ice berg. No sign of friendliness or even calmness is on his face. His face is just blank!

Is he cursed? Or did his mother ask him to not smile with strangers too?

"Young miss Hale, meet your husband"

"My what?" Hale looks at Sam and with the look he just passed onto her, she quickly stands up from the board to express herself.

"This... This is a mistake... I am Hale Martins, I am not some bride that your parents arranged for you, okay? I-I am nobody"

"Nothing is a mistake. I chose you"

Hale's blood temperature increases rapidly hearing this...

"What?"

"You will be signing the contract being laid out for you"

A folder in the hands of Sam is being brought to her and he opens it, handing it over to her with a pen.

"This contract is a legal contract, coming from Brazil where I come from but we will live here in New York"

Hale's eyes pops out.

"New York?!"