Using Baby Daddy For Revenge

“Let go man, finish him off.” He instructed his partner to get rid of the taxi driver.

“No, don’t kill him. You’ve got me. That’s what you came for, right? Please let him go.” Melissa held the door handle, trying to get out of the car, but the man held a cloth to her face, making her lose consciousness. Falling back, she saw the other man hit the taxi driver on the head with his gun.

“You should have killed him.” She vaguely heard their conversion as the man seated beside her argued.

“No need. By the time he gets up, we will be long gone.” He instructed his partner to drive as he answered his ringing phone. “We’ve got her. Yes, inform the boss we will call once we get to the location.” He told the person on the phone.

“Hehehe, this was simpler than I thought. What do you think about having fun with this fresh meat before handing it over?” The man watching Melissa asked.

Touching her hair, he leaned in to sniff it. “Mmm… you smell so sweet. I love it, it turns me on. Do you want to touch it?” He whispered into her ear, caressing her palm.

She felt sick and disgusted as he tugged her hand unzipping his trousers, but she couldn’t get up from where she lay on the car seat. Melissa was weak and helpless and couldn’t defend herself.

“Stop, you idiot. That is not part of the plan. Keep your hands off her if you don’t want the boss to chop them off.” The man seated in the front seat, who seemed in charge, warned him.

“Come on man, stop being so uptight. She’s no virgin. What we will do to her, many have passed through. Let’s have a quick one. I’m so hungry.” He insisted, brushing Melissa’s hair.

“I said keep your hands off her. Focus, man, let’s finish this mission first.” He spoke, pointing a finger at him.

“What is the boss going to do with her? Anyway, I guess we can have some fun as Rg suggested. Besides, no one is going to tell.” The man behind the wheel said, laughing.

“Drive. No one touches her unless the boss agrees. I will give you thirty minutes to get us to the border.” The man beside him instructed.Content © copyrighted by NôvelDrama.Org.

“You’re not in charge. We are going to take her as you watch.” The driver said, stopping the car.

“No, no.” Melissa begged, trying to open her eyes. “Mark, help me. Get me out of here.” She mumbled.

“Try it.” The man pulled a gun at his partner. “I said drive. Every minute you waste here puts our lives in danger.”

“Come on man, you’re pointing guns at us now?” Rg asked, looking for his gun.

“Keep your hands off her or I’ll start with you.” The man pointed another gun at him. “Drive, fast.” He shouted, making the driver shiver.

“Okay, jeez, what is wrong with you? I’ll drive.” The driver trembled, starting the engine.

Melissa kept falling in and out of consciousness as she struggled to free herself. Glancing up from where she lay, all she saw was vegetation around her. Though the man stopped touching her, he kept whispering into her ear and blowing seductively on her neck, making her sick in the stomach. As he told her in detail what he had planned for her, she kept wishing someone would save her.

“We have company.” The driver informed, glancing at the two range rovers behind them.

“Maybe they are just passing.” Rg said, looking back.

“No, in a remote place like this, it’s highly unlikely to see such vehicles. Step on it, we will find back up on the other side.” The man in charge ordered, handing their gun’s back.

“You’re paranoid. Look, they have no business with us.” Rg said as one of the vehicles drove past them, not slowing down.

“This is not good.” The man in charge got his phone. “Damn.”

“What?” The driver asked, crunching the wheel.

“There is no cell service. Stay alert.” He warned his colleagues loading his gun, glancing back at the car gaining on them.

A few miles to the border, the car hit them from behind. Asking them to stop. Retaliating, Rg and his partner opened fire, shooting at the vehicle as the driver tried to lose them. Covering her head, Melissa screamed, remembering Mark covered in blood from the gunshots. From where she was, she knew they were going to kill her.

“Mark, save me.”

“Shut up.” Rg drugged her to keep her quiet as the shooting went on.

“Step on it, man, drive faster.” They urged the driver, still shooting back at the car.

A few miles on, they saw the vehicle parked before them. “F*ck, what do we do now?” The driver asked, stopping the car.

With wheat plantations on either side of the road and the two vehicles sandwiching them, they didn’t have a way out. “Men, let us surrender. We are outnumbered and outgunned. Give the woman to them. They may let us live.” The man in charge proposed.

“Are you crazy? The moment we walk out, they will spray bullets on us. I would rather die saving myself.” The driver said, starting the engine.

As the men shot at them, he drove into the farm at high speed. Deep into the cloud of wheat, the shooting stopped. Laughing in triumph, he hit a ditch, throwing them from their seats.

Before they could gather their strength, the assailant gained in on them. “Drop your guns and get down.” A voice commanded. They dragged the wounded men out of the car as one of them checked on Melissa.

“Is she okay?” The old man inquired, walking back to their vehicles.

“They heavily sedated her, but she is not armed.” The man said, carrying her in his arms.

Melissa struggled to open her eyes as they walked through the fallen wheat back to the road.

“Mark, you come for me.” She smiled before closing her eyes.

…

“Damn it.” Diana smashed the glass on the wall in range. “You are a bunch of idiots, useless bustards. How is it possible they couldn’t bring her? One person and you couldn’t get her.” She slapped the table with both hands.

“I believe they ambushed them, ma’am. We found the van abandoned near the border. It seems there are many people protecting her, not only Mr Johnson.” Her assistant explained, stepping away from her to avoid her fury.

“Find out who took them and where they are keeping them. They shouldn’t mention my name. You stop them from talking no matter the cost.” She instructed, leaning on the table.

Taking out his phone, the assistant made a call. As he spoke on the phone, he paced around the office, nodding his head. “What’s the update?” Diana questioned, staring out the window.

“Mr Edward and his men took them. They don’t have the location as of now, but they’re still searching. What will we do about this? Should we contact Luke Edward and ask why the old man took her?”

“No, he can’t know I’m involved. Find where they are and make sure they don’t talk.” She insisted.

Since the attack on Melissa, Luke had cut off all communications with her. He had gone back to his family.

“We will find them, but rest assured, they won’t mention you. I hired them anonymously, and they used a stolen car.” He had called three men, offering them an exorbitant sum of money to get a woman from a taxi and take her out of the country.

In the stolen van, he left half of the money agreed on with details about the woman’s location and instructions on where to take her. Once at the location, they would get a call on where to get the rest of the money.

“You hired common thugs? I asked you to get the most skilled men we have.” Exasperated, she raised her hands.

“They are skilled ex-convicts. We needed people whom they couldn’t link to us. Getting one of our men would mean the end of our business.” He said, dodging a pen she threw at him.

“Get out.” She roared, throwing things from her desk at him.

“Damn it!”

Diana sat behind her desk, taking Melissa’s picture from the drawer as the assistant left. “Why is the Edward family so protective of you?” She asked, looking at the picture.

When she first saw Luke Edward at a club surrounded by women. With everyone one of them trying to impress him, she swore to get to him and take over his empire. Every night she went to the same club, studying him, watching his every move until the night she got the confidence to face him. He was the most feared in the underworld. No one dared to cross him. With a business proposition at hand, he let her sit at the table.

She had known he needed a means of transportation for his goods from his workers, which she had thanks to her father who was in charge of transport at the White transport company.

Knowing her father’s weakness, Diana talked Luke Edward into sending threats to her father just to make him agree to use the company for their illegal business.

He was the only man she had who never asked for an intimate relationship with Melissa, but he was disturbingly protective of her. “I’ll get you myself Melissa. As long as I’m alive, you won’t get away from me. I’ll make sure you live in hell.” She swore, crashing Melissa’s picture in her hands.