Chapter 3 EPISODE 3 – The devil

EPISODE 3 – The devil

That's how I'm feeling right now: fully buried by your thoughts and feelings about all of life's present challenges, to the point that you lack efficacy and feel stuck or paralyzed.

It's difficult for me to stroll around in this resort while wearing the same lengthy bridal gown. I'm not sure how far I've gotten away from the wedding venue, but I'm sure it's a long way because my legs are already hurting from the high heels I'm wearing. Given that I am now on a beach, the sand makes it much more difficult for me to walk.

What did I just do? Running away from a wedding that surely my future self was looking forward to, oh gosh! I don't know. I am still the same Madison Taylor from the year 2016 and I don't know what happened to me during 2017, 2018, 2019, and 2020!

Is it possible that I'm dreaming?

If this is a dream, please wake me up because I can no longer handle it!

As I sat on the beach, I hugged my legs, trying to take in the sight of the crabs wandering along the shore. I wish I could simply transform into a crab right now and not have to deal with any of this nonsense.

I didn't even get a chance to glance at my alleged fiancé's face. All of the attendees at the wedding location were unexpectedly attractive and people who might be considered successful. My fiancé is wealthy since he has a penthouse and can afford a team of security guards, staff, and that wedding venue. Everything was exorbitantly priced.

I licked my lower lip as I looked at the wedding dress that I am wearing right now. Even this wedding dress looks extravagant and expensive. Who am I kidding if I still keep a blind eye and assume that this is just something normal or whatever?

Should I just go back and try to fix things? I don't know where I can go now. I don't even have the money to pay for a cab so I can go home. I don't have anything at all, and I had the audacity to run away from that wedding.

I covered my eyes with my palm and screamed, trying to use screaming as a coping up mechanism.

I stood up, finally deciding that I should just go back and try to explain what's happening to my fiancé. Ugh, I even call him my fiancé now.

His last name is Williams.

Is it possible that he is from the Williams? The Williams whom people consider here in England as a royal family? Ugh, that's impossible. There's no way I get to attract a human being from the royal family.

I mean, yes, I am beautiful, but there is no way! I am just a poor person with 50 dollars... ah, yeah; I don't even have a dollar with me as I bought that old lady food so she can survive life. I sighed, I have to find that lady and let her explain to me what is happening.

I was about to stand up when suddenly a bunch of men got out from a van near me. Their faces were covered with a mask and two of them were in black attire. One of them pointed a gun at me, I froze.

"Get in the van," he said. I still didn't move.

"Just get in the van," he said again, this time louder.

I tried to say no, but they were already dragging me away. They pulled me up the steps of the van and pushed me in. The other men in black get in the back of the van.

I tried to scream but it was useless as no one was around us. I feel like there's no way someone can save me from this.

Tears started flowing down from my eyes down to my cheeks as they started to put a handkerchief on my nose, making me smell a weird smell of chemical that's slowly making me feel dizzy.

"Stop this, stop this," I kept saying to myself but it felt like no one heard me. As the van started moving I started feeling dizzy and the handkerchief on my nose started working on me, I started feeling like I'm going to throw up.

As I felt the handkerchief on my nose was working and then as the van stopped, I felt like I was going to throw up and then a wave of nausea hit me as I kept saying to myself "No, no, no."

"Damn it," I heard one of them cursed and said "It's the devil!" he cursed at his subordinates. I can't follow what's happening but it feels like he is trying to say that they are in trouble.

The devil...

Where did I hear that?

"Just go, they won't do anything bad to us because the devil's lover is with us." The other one said and I couldn't understand what is happening now.

I still feel dizzy and I feel like I'm about to pass out already.

When suddenly, I heard a gunshot from the outside, I tried to open my eyes and saw a bunch of cars surrounding the van, trapping them.

"Fuck, we're dead. We're dead!" one of the guys said and I could feel them panicking.

"Hostage her!" the other said and then pushed me toward his friend. I am too weak to even groan in pain. He opened the door of the van and dragged me out together with him. I screamed in pain when I sprained my ankle because of how he dragged me and I am wearing a high heel.

"Hurry up!" his friend urged, he is taller than his friend.

He dragged me toward the van and I tried to resist him. I fell down as he dragged me and I landed in the wet sand. I tried to push him off me but my ankle got swollen so I can't move. "Try to do something bad and we will kill her!" he tried to say but in just a blink of an eye, the guy is already lying on the ground, with his head bleeding.

He is dead!

What the fuck just happened?

"I want to watch you try," the stern cold voice came from a guy who is holding a gun in his hand. He slowly walked towards the light and there I saw a tall guy with a nice body standing there looking like a prince charming.

His jet black hair is a bit messy; he is wearing a white long sleeve which I assumed that he just removed his tuxedo.

His face is perfect. His eyes are full of mystery, and his lips are... perfect.

His voice is deep and resonant, but at the same time, gentle.

His face. The very thought of it brings my breath to a halt.

"I-I told you it's not safe to take the devil's lover," the guy behind me muttered before I heard another gunshot and then the guy beside me fell down on the ground beside the other guy who was killed a while ago.

"How many times do I have to remind you not to touch her." I slowly raised my head and looked at the guy in front of me. When he felt my stares, his eyes went down, and turn his gaze on me. His forehead frowned a little before he put down his hand that holding his gun and slowly walked towards me.

The moment I realized that he is walking towards me, he is already pulling me to carry on a bridal style.

He sighed and glared at me before his eyes become gentle and said "I told you it's dangerous to wander around if you're not bringing your gun."

And there I realized... this... this gorgeous guy, this very handsome guy in front of me, he is... he is the devil.

He is my fiancé!