"You said I have a small dick. Have you seen my dick?" Noah asked in a rage and pushed Ashley by the head.
"Ahhh!" she screamed as she fell to the ground on her face with a loud thud, with her hands still tied behind her back. She grunted, turning around on the floor. Her face was blood red, and her nose had started bleeding.
"You should learn to control your temper, son." Kendrick commented. Noah looked at the groaning Ashley on the floor with his hands on his hips.
"With bitches like her, I can’t control my temper." Noah said, running his hands through his hair.
"Sugarplum, are you alright!" Lugard exclaimed bending his head to take a look at his daughter, one of Kendrick men held his head.
"Stay still, old hag, you can’t see her." the man said.
"Sugarplum, what a sexy name." Kendrick said, with a devilish smile on his face.
"Son, if you want to get married to a girl like her, you will have to learn to control your temper, or you are going to kill her someday." Kendrick advised. Noah’s brow furrowed.
"I am not going to do that to her, I am certain. I just want her to be humble for once in her life." Noah said and squatted to her level. She was moving like a snake on the floor, with the blood from her nose sliding to the other side of her face.
"Why do you want to make her your wife? When there are a lot of beautiful girls out there?" Kendrick questioned. Noah chuckled and flipped Ashley on the floor to look at him with his face closer to hers.
"She is the one I want dad…no other girl out there can be like her." Noah replied. "I like a lot of things about her; she has a nice ass, a pretty face, and most importantly, she is independent. That’s one of the things I find attractive." Noah replied, with a smile on his face. His eyes landed on Ashley’s quivering sexy lips. He smirked and rested his knee on the ground.
"What are you doing? Don’t think of coming any closer to me!" Ashley shouted. He leaned in to kiss her with his lips in a pout and his eyes closed. Ashley started shaking, moving her head from side to side.
"Stay away from me! Noah! I hate you! I fucking hate you!" She shouted with her saliva landing on his face, but he didn’t care. He opened his eyes and grasped her hair. She spat in his face, hoping he would leave her, but she just made him more eager.
"Stop acting stubborn. I know you want me." He said.
"You wis…" She couldn’t finish her speech when he landed his lips on hers, silencing her. Her eyes were wide open in shock as he moved his lips a little on hers, and she bit his lower lip hard.
"Ahhh!" He screamed and pulled away from her with his lower lip bleeding.
"Ow, you are such a bitch!" he said, touching his bleeding lips.
"That’s what’s happening when you try to kiss a biting dog." Kendrick said.
"Let’s get out of here, son. I am feeling uneasy." Kendrick said.
"Why? Do you think someone will call the cops on us?" Noah asked with his brow slightly raised.
"I doubt that, but we need to get out of here." Kendrick said.
"Okay, but I am taking Ashley with me." Noah said and squatted to carry her on his shoulder.
"No, Noah, let go of her. She will still become your wife very soon." Kendrick assured his son.
"Should I leave her like this?" Noah inquired.
"Yes, she is harmless this way." He answered.
“Ashley, I want you to think about it, you have no choice than to accept my offer.” Noah commented.
"Let’s bounce." Noah said and signaled to the men that were standing around. They all lowered their guns and started making their way out of the hospital room. Ashley grunted in pain and spotted one of the broken glass particles, but it was on the other side of her father’s bed, and she couldn’t get to it. She bent her body and sighted the unconscious Chris, who was starting to snore.
"I am surrounded by useless bodyguards." She muttered to herself, struggling to go down to reach Chris. She groaned, moving with her stomach. She started using her leg to hit him in the face.
"Wake up, you good for nothing!" She shouted, still hitting him on the chest. She was wondering why her father wasn’t doing or saying anything. Chris groaned and slowly opened his sleepy eyes. He sat up on the floor, with the dirt from the floor falling off his back.
"Untie me!" Ashley said in a rude manner. He wiped his eyes and ran to her, trying to untie the huge rope.
"What happened, queen?" he asked in a worried tone.
"I was abducted. That’s what happened." She replied in a sarcastic tone. He managed to untie the strong rope. She sighed, bringing her aching hands to her face. Her wrists were blood red. She brushed her nose with her hand.
"Ow, that hurts." She muttered. Her nose felt like it had been broken. She gazed at Chris, who was watching her closely.
"Who abducted you?" Chris inquired.
"It's all your fault," she said as she slapped him across the face, venting her rage on him. His cheeks were on fire. He was convinced that she was angry because of the weight of the slap.
"I-I am sorry, queen; how can I help?" He inquired feeling bad. She gnashed her teeth and sat up on the floor. He also stood up. She ran over to her father on the bed. He was unconscious, and one part of his pillow was soaked with the blood that was coming out of his mouth.
"Call the doctor!" She shouted and started shaking her father’s body on the bed.
"Dad, are you okay? Speak to me!" She yelled shaking him, but he didn’t respond.
"Aw, my leg," she said as one of the broken particles penetrated into her right leg. Chris looked at her confused and ran out of the room to call the doctor.
"Noah, you are going to pay for this!!!" she yelled at the top of her lungs with her voice echoing throughout the hospital.