Kidnapped by a Dragon Billionaire
Chapter 50 - Is She Dead?
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Zi Mei was falling. Her breath was snatched out of her and the ground is rushing up to her. Her life flashed past her. Her first thought was Thorin. His gorgeous sculpted and arrogant face came to her mind, clear as day. There was also his propensity to strike a pose in any situation. Then before everything turned black, her last thoughts were regrets of not being able to see her friends for the last time, not being able to hang out more with them and not being able to hold Thorin again.
She was swirling in a velvety black warmth. There was no pain. Only a sense of lightness. As if she was floating in the air. Light and airy as a feather. No, lighter than a feather. It is as if she is the air. A tiny molecule floating away.
"Is this how being dead feels like?" she thought. She had expected excruciating pain upon impact with the ground but she did not feel a thing. Maybe the shock blocked the pain. Is she now a spirit floating away?
She opened her eyes and realised that she is literally floating up in the sky, under a blanket of stars amid the inky black skies. She is not dead! She is flying!
What???
She looked around her. She is flying back up to the balcony on her own. Did she suddenly develop super powers? She landed on the balcony gently and stood there, panting.
"What just happened?" she said out loud. Then she remembered the Darren demon who had thrown her off the balcony. She crouched to the ground and looked around in fear. The balcony was empty. She threw herself on to the floor and crawled commando style slowly to the balcony door, keeping her head low.
The Darren demon might still be inside the room. Who knows what that thing was after. She peeked into the room from the ground. It looked empty. Could the Darren demon be lurking in some corner, waiting to pounce on her? It might already know that she was not dead.
"What are you doing?" a voice suddenly asked and if she wasn't already on the floor, she would have fallen over in shock. A loud ear-piercing shrill scream rolled off her throat as she scrambled back in fear.
"Wow. Strong lungs," Thorin drawled, looking at her in amusement. He was leaning against the open balcony door frame.
Why didn't she see him there earlier? Her heart still thumping, adrenaline still coursing through her veins, she scrambled up to a standing position and glared at him, her hands on her hips.
"Do you really have to do that? I almost died!" she exclaimed indignantly.
"Sure didn't look like it," he replied. "You sounded very much alive,"
Why is he so infuriatingly calm? She swears that if you look up the word "infuriating" in the dictionary, it will have a picture of Thorin, leaning in a fashion magazine pose, looking like a model.
She went up to him and jabbed at his chest.
"A demon came in here and threw me off the balcony!" she told him shrilly. "Where were you??" she knows she sounded like some angry nagging housewife now but she doesn't care.
She.
Almost.
DIED.
She is within her rights to throw a furious tantrum at the old dragon who was supposed to protect her. She jabbed him on his chest with her forefinger again.
"You." Jab.
"Were." Jab. Jab.
"Supposed." Jab. Jab. Jab.
"To." JAB.
"PROTECT." Hard jab.
"ME!" Jab, jab, jab, jab, jab, jab till he raised a hand and grabbed her hand.
"I went back for a moment, I didn't expect they would take the chance to attack," he said.
"What????You WENT BACK and left me here ALONE??" she shouted. She pulled her hand free and jabbed him again. Hard.
"Hey, calm down, I came back just as you fell off the balcony," he told her. He didn't seem bothered by her jabbing. This infuriated her even more.
"You expect me to stay calm? The thing fucking threw me off the fucking balcony! I could have DIED!" she exclaimed and aimed a kick at his shin which he lightly sidestepped.
"Ugh! How can you not see what you did here!" she shouted, aiming another kick and coupled it with a punch on his chest. He avoided her kick and grabbed her clenched fist easily. He pulled her to him, embracing her.
"Lil Zi, I will never let anything happen to you," he murmured. He stroke her head, as if she was some pet. She struggled loose and glared at him.
"I am not your fucking pet! Don't pet me like a cat! You almost got me killed! That was not in the contract!" she spluttered, her face red with anger.
To think that one of her last dying thoughts were of him. What a waste of a dying thought. Why did she even bother to think of him when she thought she was dying? Ugh.
"Look. I had to go off urgently to settle something and I made it back just in time, so all is good," he said, as if she was kicking a fuss over something trivial.
"All IS good???" she repeated. "ALL IS GOOD you say??? In what way being thrown off the balcony of the 13th floor sounded good to you????"
Thorin sighed, as if exasperated by her irrational anger.
"Look, you are alive and well and not a single scratch too, so why are you making such a big deal of it?" he said.
She gave up. There was no way of getting through that thick skull of his that her mortality and whole life flashed past her when she was thrown off the balcony. He would never understand the fear that engulfed her. Instead, she turned around, spied an ashtray, picked it up and then swung it at him.
He caught it easily.
"Hey, what was that for," he exclaimed, surprised. She spied another heavy thing, a vase, picked it up and threw it at him. He again easily intercepted it.
"Lil Zi!" he said, a warning tone creeping up his voice. She doesn't care. She's not afraid of him. She almost fucking died! She picked up more things and threw it at him. He caught every single item. She finally stopped when she ran out of things to throw.
She eyed the chair. If only she had the strength to pick up the heavy oak chair.
"Okay, are you done? Can we stop this nonsense now?" Thorin said when she finally slumped on the chair she was eyeing. The adrenaline rush had gone. The shock and fear is now catching up to her.. She started shivering and tears spilled over her cheeks.
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Zi Mei was falling. Her breath was snatched out of her and the ground is rushing up to her. Her life flashed past her. Her first thought was Thorin. His gorgeous sculpted and arrogant face came to her mind, clear as day. There was also his propensity to strike a pose in any situation. Then before everything turned black, her last thoughts were regrets of not being able to see her friends for the last time, not being able to hang out more with them and not being able to hold Thorin again.
She was swirling in a velvety black warmth. There was no pain. Only a sense of lightness. As if she was floating in the air. Light and airy as a feather. No, lighter than a feather. It is as if she is the air. A tiny molecule floating away.
"Is this how being dead feels like?" she thought. She had expected excruciating pain upon impact with the ground but she did not feel a thing. Maybe the shock blocked the pain. Is she now a spirit floating away?
She opened her eyes and realised that she is literally floating up in the sky, under a blanket of stars amid the inky black skies. She is not dead! She is flying!
What???
She looked around her. She is flying back up to the balcony on her own. Did she suddenly develop super powers? She landed on the balcony gently and stood there, panting.
"What just happened?" she said out loud. Then she remembered the Darren demon who had thrown her off the balcony. She crouched to the ground and looked around in fear. The balcony was empty. She threw herself on to the floor and crawled commando style slowly to the balcony door, keeping her head low.
The Darren demon might still be inside the room. Who knows what that thing was after. She peeked into the room from the ground. It looked empty. Could the Darren demon be lurking in some corner, waiting to pounce on her? It might already know that she was not dead.
"What are you doing?" a voice suddenly asked and if she wasn't already on the floor, she would have fallen over in shock. A loud ear-piercing shrill scream rolled off her throat as she scrambled back in fear.
"Wow. Strong lungs," Thorin drawled, looking at her in amusement. He was leaning against the open balcony door frame.
Why didn't she see him there earlier? Her heart still thumping, adrenaline still coursing through her veins, she scrambled up to a standing position and glared at him, her hands on her hips.
"Do you really have to do that? I almost died!" she exclaimed indignantly.
"Sure didn't look like it," he replied. "You sounded very much alive,"
Why is he so infuriatingly calm? She swears that if you look up the word "infuriating" in the dictionary, it will have a picture of Thorin, leaning in a fashion magazine pose, looking like a model.
She went up to him and jabbed at his chest.
"A demon came in here and threw me off the balcony!" she told him shrilly. "Where were you??" she knows she sounded like some angry nagging housewife now but she doesn't care.
She.
Almost.
DIED.
She is within her rights to throw a furious tantrum at the old dragon who was supposed to protect her. She jabbed him on his chest with her forefinger again.
"You." Jab.
"Were." Jab. Jab.
"Supposed." Jab. Jab. Jab.
"To." JAB.
"PROTECT." Hard jab.
"ME!" Jab, jab, jab, jab, jab, jab till he raised a hand and grabbed her hand.
"I went back for a moment, I didn't expect they would take the chance to attack," he said.
"What????You WENT BACK and left me here ALONE??" she shouted. She pulled her hand free and jabbed him again. Hard.
"Hey, calm down, I came back just as you fell off the balcony," he told her. He didn't seem bothered by her jabbing. This infuriated her even more.
"You expect me to stay calm? The thing fucking threw me off the fucking balcony! I could have DIED!" she exclaimed and aimed a kick at his shin which he lightly sidestepped.
"Ugh! How can you not see what you did here!" she shouted, aiming another kick and coupled it with a punch on his chest. He avoided her kick and grabbed her clenched fist easily. He pulled her to him, embracing her.
"Lil Zi, I will never let anything happen to you," he murmured. He stroke her head, as if she was some pet. She struggled loose and glared at him.
"I am not your fucking pet! Don't pet me like a cat! You almost got me killed! That was not in the contract!" she spluttered, her face red with anger.
To think that one of her last dying thoughts were of him. What a waste of a dying thought. Why did she even bother to think of him when she thought she was dying? Ugh.
"Look. I had to go off urgently to settle something and I made it back just in time, so all is good," he said, as if she was kicking a fuss over something trivial.
"All IS good???" she repeated. "ALL IS GOOD you say??? In what way being thrown off the balcony of the 13th floor sounded good to you????"
Thorin sighed, as if exasperated by her irrational anger.
"Look, you are alive and well and not a single scratch too, so why are you making such a big deal of it?" he said.
She gave up. There was no way of getting through that thick skull of his that her mortality and whole life flashed past her when she was thrown off the balcony. He would never understand the fear that engulfed her. Instead, she turned around, spied an ashtray, picked it up and then swung it at him.
He caught it easily.
"Hey, what was that for," he exclaimed, surprised. She spied another heavy thing, a vase, picked it up and threw it at him. He again easily intercepted it.
"Lil Zi!" he said, a warning tone creeping up his voice. She doesn't care. She's not afraid of him. She almost fucking died! She picked up more things and threw it at him. He caught every single item. She finally stopped when she ran out of things to throw.
She eyed the chair. If only she had the strength to pick up the heavy oak chair.
"Okay, are you done? Can we stop this nonsense now?" Thorin said when she finally slumped on the chair she was eyeing. The adrenaline rush had gone. The shock and fear is now catching up to her.. She started shivering and tears spilled over her cheeks.
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