80When love is formed from the deepest of hate... can it ever have a chance? will there ever be a happy ending? or will it just whither and die from the strain?
Drugs touch every day lives, they build them up and destroy them, James being the daughter of the wealthiest drug lord in the world, is no stranger to danger, however when the beloved daughter of Sanchez is murdered, she suddenly becomes a top target. With the cold, and heartless super soldier being the one who has captured her, will he be the means of her death? Or the means to begin her life?
Prologue
The tapping sound from her heeled shoes reverberated around the empty, unused warehouse. It made her feel powerful, like she was the only one that mattered, because the walls of the warehouse were singing her footsteps back to her. She looked round in indifference, 'typical papa', she sighed inwardly, 'to deal with those who's idea of a good exchange place, is my idea of hell on earth'.
The smell of the place seemed to be emanating from the floors, and seeping through the walls, the mixture of urine, oil, and sweat felt like a contaminating fog around her. 'obviously a squatters palace', she could hear her two guards behind her coming to the same conclusion as her, by their various grumblings of the stench. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw movements in the dark down the right hand side of the building, 'scurrying like rats, no matter they will know better than to tell tales'.
The doors and the bottom of the factory flung open, letting in the flood of streetlights into the room. A dark figure could be made out walking into to factory looking like a vision, against the sickly orange glow, followed by his disciples. 'Always had to make an entrance', she mumbled quietly whilst rolling her eyes. Although her guards recoiled at the number of men, Steffen had brought with him, Constance felt no fear, and stood awaiting him, in indifference.
His walk to meet her seemed endless, as he seemed intent on making a grand entrance. Finally when they met she saw his eyes light up as he took in the whole of her body, greedily wanting to search more of her.
"Shall we get started?" she asked lightly.
"No time like the present," he replied with a seductive smile that suggested exactly what she was thinking.
Time had not changed his good looks, the gleam in his eyes could take her back to the rose filled gardens in Brazil. She shook her head at the thought, this meeting was strictly business.
A table had been conveniently placed here earlier, and she moved to place her briefcase on top. First she would show the drugs, and have them tested, then he would place the money down, she would then tell him when and where to collect the containers, that's how it worked, to avoid deals being broken, or corrupted.
She kept her eyes down on the briefcase, trying to ignore Steffen's presence before her, she couldn't mess this up, she wouldn't mess this up for Papa. After her preparations had been made to test the drugs, she finally forced her eyes to look at Steffen.
As she did so she saw the back two of his 6 guards falling like graceful angels to the ground. A silencer on the gun that had shot the two, could vaguely be heard reverberating off the walls. A confused look registered on her face, and Steffen turned round to see what was happening, as he did so a merciless bullet drove straight through his chest, forcing him off his feet, and causing him to collide with a sickening crunch into the table.
Suddenly guns began firing from all directions, Constance couldn't move for a full minute, her eyes transfixed with horror at the sight of Steffen's unmoving body, laid in a crumpled heap. The noise became unbearable, the sounds reverberating off the walls made it impossible to know how many and who was firing. The sound of bullets connecting with flesh, and screams of agony could be heard by Constance.
Finally breaking out of her trance, Constance turned round to order her guards out, but found them both on the ground quivering with the last ounces of life. Suddenly searing heat ricocheted through her chest, bringing her to her knees.
A/N hey iv reposted this because i realised that the first chapter was soooo long and v hard to read, so here it is again, this prologue is just introducing you to the story, giving reasons behind whats happening, reviews greatly appreciated :o) jacksy
P.S Takes quite a while to get into, this is more of a development one, but please please give it a chance! ill return the favour if you review!