Chapter 1 Get down!

“Get down!“

This were the last words she would ever hear from her father. Right now he was lying on the ground soaked in his own blood that was making the formerly flawless whiteshirt crimson red. This formerly big and important man, a minister of russia was now death lying on the ground.

She herself was hiding behind a chair and looked at the person, that had just killed her father.

Originally she was chatting with her father and just preparing to have lunch, as suddenly the lights went out. The door to the their flat opened and a man looking about 24 years came in due to the darkness that resulted out of the lack of electricity she couldn't make out his far. The way he moved was completely calm and it seemed to the most natural thing for him to be here.

But as soon as her father saw the man, his face paled and he hurried yelled.

"Anna get down!"

Out of reflex she instantly fell on her knees and was now hidden by the chair before her. The next thing she saw was that a gun appeared in the man's hand, he lifted it and a loud shoot echoed threw the 3 room flat.

Anna cried out of shock. Like in slow motion she was seeing how her father was slowly pierced by a bulled and blood splashed on the ground. Then he falling to the ground, the sound of something slamming into the floor ringed in her ears and the body of her father was quickly drenched in a pond of blood.

The man showed nothing in his emotionless face, he only confirmed that the bullet had pierced the death bodies hearth and then glanced to Anna who was still hiding.

Cold and without any facial expression he walked towards her, his steps loudly echoing. Anna began to tremble, fear in her eyes. As the man came near, she saw his gun flashing in the light of the street lantern. By only looking at it she could already imagine the how the cold steel was feeling in hands.

Suddenly something changed in her mind, her fear became less and hate appeared in her mind. But most most important she felt a wrath. Why, why? What have we ever done to him?

"….why?"

Somehow her thoughts leaked threw her horse voice. The man suddenly stopped. Now she was finally able to clearly see the man's face. He was quite handsome and if not for the fact, that he was had just killed her father and was now about to kill herself, she could have imagined to fall in love with him.

The man had long dark brown hair bond together into a ponytail. His face had delicate features and thick brows over the green-brown eyes. His face betrayed no emotion at all. The only thing that had a bit of human feelings in it were his eyes.

His green-brown eyes were full of emotions. It was as if they would make up for the lack in his face. You could see coldness, indifference and righteousness in them. But there was also unwillingness and guilt. Not guilt towards her father. This man felt no guilt for his death but guilt to having to kill her.

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As Anna saw that he wasn't moving she once again asked.

"Why? What have we ever done you?"

The man only wryly smiled.

"Believe me it's better for you to never find out about it. Otherwise you will never be able to see your father as you do now."

Her eyes became sharp.

"You tell me this and expect it to be enough? Rather you gave already killed my father, shouldn't you kill me too? What are you waiting for."

A ridiculing smile crept on her face and her words became providing. That's right, he will kill me either way what's the use in arguing? He should just already kill me.

But the young man still did not move. He seemed to ponder over something. Then he suddenly went into motion. He went to the shelf in the corridor and quickly found a long pelt coat. Then he crossed the room entered the kitchen and Anna heard that the microwave started working.

Perplexed she was still sitting on the ground as a kling sounded and the young man came back the coat in his arms.

"Take your clothes of."

Anna blankly started at him. Then she finally understood what he was saying.

"YOU …. IF YOU IF YOU THINK THAT YOU CAN JUST RAPE ME …"

"There are GPS senders in your clothes. The Russian government can see ever move of you this way. I have just destroyed it using the microwave."

His words seemed to be logical, so Anna started to take of her clothes. But as she got to her underwear, she suddenly stopped.

"Why are stopping? We have not much time."

"I don't believe there is a one in my laundry. There is no way right. In the first place, what does it matters that they can spot me?"

Anna suddenly started to question. The young man cursed as he quickly looked at his clock. Decisively he looked in Anna's eyes. Then he stepped forward and with one swop both her BH and her panties were in pieces and fell to the ground. In the same moment she realized, that her hands were bond before her body.

Now she was completely naked standing in front of the young man. The later couldn't help but gulp down the salvia in his mouth. Then he quickly took the coat in his hands and covered her with it.

Anna just wide-eyed looked at herself. The whole process was to quick for her to react to.

In the next moment she was already pulled by the rope that bond her hands together and hurried followed the young man as he exited the flat.