Chapter 2 Pillock

Two chairs flew next to me as the man in charge growled, "Bring them here."

I hear my mother and father scream to be let go when the shock of me sitting there with tears running down my face. My father stiffened as my mother looked like a ghost.

My father growled as he is placed into the chair, "Miguel Santos?"

I narrowed my eyes at my father as I whispered, "You know this guy?"

My father turned his face as Miguel Santos laughed in a low creepy way.

Yup Dr. Evil where is his ugly hairless cat; let not forget his mini me. He growled at me, "Of course, your father knows who I am. He owes me money and needs to give it to me now."

My father looked at me, "Lillian, did he hurt you?" Miguel took a step towards my father as he kept his back bent and hands behind his back, "I haven't hurt her yet. If I don't get my money, then I can't guarantee that I won't."

My mother sneered at my father, "Harold, what did you do?" My father bowed his head, "I don't have the money." Miguel lifted his eyebrow, "What do you mean that you don't have my money, Harold?"

My father shook his head as my mother snarled, "Fuck, Harold, give him his fucking money." He snickered as he lifted his head, "I don't have it. It is gone." Miguel pulled his gun out and pointed at my father's head, "What do you mean it is gone?"

My father bowed his head again as Miguel clucked his gun back to pull the bullet into the chamber.

I narrowed my eyes, "Hey blockhead."

His head isn't really a block, but his muscles has muscles which makes him look like a blockhead.

I think.

He turned his head towards me in amusement, "Did you just call me a blockhead?"

I bobbed my head proudly, "I did."

My father snarled at me, "Lillian, now is not the time to act like a brat." Miguel's head turned his head to my father then gazed at me with a smirk, "Lillian no, please be a brat. I think I like you like that."

I snorted as I turned my face, "Leave my father and mother alone. They don't have your money."

He chuckled as his hands went to the arm of the chair as he hover over me with his gun in his hand, "And how do you think that I am going to get my money back?"

He bent his head at me, "How do you think your father is going to come with my money, Senorita?"

I shrugged my shoulders and not saying a word. He tilted his head the other way, "Are you going to get me my money? "

My father started to move his chair, "Leave her alone." My mother is crying as she just watch in horror what is going on.

What my father brought into our home.

I love him but this, he placed us in danger and for what money. He tipped towards me as dry lips when his lips dipped out to wet them that are inches from mine, "Come on, Lillian. Tell me how you going to get me my money."

I lowered my head as his lips brushed against my forehead, "I don't know."

He laid his fingers on my chin as he lifted my eyes up to his. He searched mine as I searched his. It like he recognized something in my eyes when his eyes grew wide. He laugh quietly then lift and I bowed my head back down as he held out his hand to me, "Take her." I snapped my head as my mother screamed at my father.

My father pleaded to Miguel, "Please, not my daughter." He stooped down to my father as his guys lifted me off the chair, "Your daughter is mine until you get me my money." My father teared up, "Please, I will get for you just need more time."

Miguel sauntered up to me as his fingers went to my jawline as he dropped his head to mine as his lips swept against mine, "Your time is up Mr. Kington. Lillian is mine and will be mine until you get me my money." He stared into my eyes on every word without moving; all he did was have a smug smirk on that fucking gorgeous face of his. No. Yuck.

He positioned his hand on my hip as my breathing started to get heavier.

What is he going to do?

Blockhead better not doing anything.

He hauled me into him when his other hand went to the back of my neck as his lips hurtled into mine. He was rough trying to force my lips to open but I fought it against him. He squeeze my hair then snatched it back when gasped in pain that allow him to invade my mouth with his tongue.

I am bit of a good girl, so yes this is my first kiss and that goes without saying that I am virgin.

I moaned lightly in his mouth as his chuckled at me then I bite his lip hard.

Take that you asshole.

He dragged away as I can taste his blood in my mouth then he wiped the blood from his lip as he chuckled, "Senorita, I like it rough."

He smirked down at me as I ducked my head. Why is that even a question?

He likes it rough, he fucking kidnapping me, so of course, he likes it rough.

Wait and why would I care?

"Take her to the car, now." He sneered as I got pushed by two of his men. I heard my parents' cry when I lifted my head as we got outside.

I drove my body weight between dumb and dumber when they end up letting me go then I took off down the driveway. I heard Miguel growl as he came charging out of the house, "You fucking idiots."

I got halfway down the driveway; I took off on to the grass to head towards the Smith's when I felt like I got hit by a train.

A fucking train of a man of muscles.

"Get off of me." I screamed as he spun me around with him in between my legs.

He propped over me, "Where the fuck do you think you are going, Senorita?" I lifted head towards his as I rumbled, "Away from you, Pillock."

He chuckled as his arms went around me and held me like a bear as scowl, "I told you that you can't run from me."

He kept his hands on my ass to make sure my legs don't 'accidently' slip to the money maker.

This is it. I am doomed.

This is my life.

Welcome to Lillian Kington's world.