Kidnap A Cruel Billionaire (Kidnap the Cruel Billionaire)

First Memories

In keeping with his promise, Vanila had already bought some undercover tools for Abraham to wear. He would take Abraham to Story Bridge to see the bridge at night. The lights of the bridge are colorful, he knows a great place to witness the beauty of the bridge and also the view of the city.

Not to mention the reflection of light above the sea, all visitors who come to the place will be very spoiled with beautiful views of Story Bridge.

Bilt shook his head after seeing the contents of the paper bag that Vanila had placed. Needless to say, he knew what those things were for but did Vanila not think of the risks of taking the man out?

"Hey, desperate girl. Did you buy that undercover thing for you to give her so she could get out of the house? Looks like you forgot he was being sought by his men" Blit said.

"Ssttss. After work I want to take her to Story Bridge."

"For what? What if you meet one of his men?"

"No way, Bilt," Vanila smiled faintly yet something implied from her facial expression.

"Why does it look so sad?" ask Bilt astonished.

"I just want to make good memories with him, nothing more. As long as his memory has not returned, I want to have many wonderful memories that I will never forget and you, I am sure that one day you will miss my existence" Vanila said.

"Ck, why do I miss such a crazy and determined girl like you!" bilt said because he didn't know what Vanila meant.

Vanila smiled, she knew Bilt had always thought of her as crazy but as long as she had the freedom, she wanted to do whatever she could before that freedom was forcibly snatched from her.

"Trust me, you'll miss me later!" said it.

"alright, fine. Usually if you're like this, there's a need!" bilt was suspicious.

"That's right, you really know what I want," Vanila smiled again.

"No need to get stale, just tell me what you want?"

"Can I borrow your bike?" ask Vanila.

"Wow, Miss. Can you take him? My bike is big, while your body?" Bilt looked at Vanila's small body. A girl like her could carry her big bike and don't say she'd ask Abraham to take it.

"Don't underestimate me, Bilt. You wouldn't believe me if I were a former driver" Vanila said.

"So, only a fool would believe your lies!" bilt said in disbelief.

"Well, if you don't believe, it doesn't matter. But you're gonna lend me your bike, aren't you?"

"Review if there's a scuff!" threaten Bilt's.

"I guarantee it's safe" Vanila smiled broadly. Just carrying that thing is not difficult.

Bilt shook his head, he absolutely could not refuse Vanila's request. The vehicle to go to the Story Bridge has been obtained, Vanila is impatient to return and invite Abraham to the place. He was even very passionate at work, the spirit he showed made Bilt shake his head.

Usually after work they will be tired and sleepy but not for Vanilla. His spirit is even more blazing especially Bilt has given his motorbike. Bilt really did not expect, Vanila could bring his bike and he did not look difficult at all. Don't-Don't what Vanila said if he's a former rider is true.

Vanila entered the house quickly after arriving, she could not linger otherwise they would have missed the beautiful scenery in Story Bridge. Vanilla ran into the room, knowing Abraham was there. He thought Abraham was still asleep, but the man was waiting for him. Good, at least he won't waste much time.

"It turns out you're not sleeping" he said.

"Good, use this!" Vanila gives Abraham a disguise.

Abraham did not ask, the paper bag was taken from Vanilla and the contents were removed. Vanilla wanted to change clothes, clothes were released without hesitation until Abraham turned away. Vanila was still wearing a tank top but she was not feeling well.

"Do I need help?" Vanilla approached her after she finished changing clothes.

"Abviously, I don't really understand what these things are for" Abraham said.

Vanilla smiled and moved quickly. Curly-shaped wigs, fake mustaches and several other tools were used by Abraham so that he was unlike himself anymore and difficult to recognize.

"Perfecto" said Vanila.

"You sure you won't get caught?" Abraham was doubtful.

"Of course, let's go!" Vanilla pulled his hand.

They came out, Abraham was surprised to see a big motorbike was already in front of the house. He was even more surprised when Vanila got on the bike first and asked him to ride behind her. Doubt filled his heart because he thought Vanila couldn't possibly but what happened? The motor was carried at high speed on a deserted road.

Abraham even hugged his waist tightly, the experience he would not forget after his memory returned. Vanilla will not forget him, let alone Abraham hugging his waist. Vanila carries the bike like being in a racecourse, besides the big bike does have a great power because it does not take long to arrive at Story Bridge.

"Are you okay?" vanila asked after opening the helmet she was wearing.

"Hm, sure," answered Abraham.

Abraham descended first followed by Vanilla. The motorbike was parked in a safe place and after that Vanila pulled Abraham's hand. They stepped together towards a strategic place to see the beautiful Story Bridge. A small bridge located not far away became the destination, they will sit on the small bridge to see the beautiful view of the city and the bridge.

"Wow" one word came from Abraham's lips.

"How is it, beautiful isn't it?" ask Vanila.

"Yeah, this is really beautiful!"

Vanila smiled, the two of them enjoying the beautiful scenery. Abraham hugged Vanilla as the girl rubbed her arm occasionally due to the cold night wind.

"Did you come here often?" ask Abraham.

"No," Vanila leaned against the man's arm. What a first memory he will never forget.

"Beautiful sight, are we just gonna sit here?"

"No, come with me!" Vanilla moved and stretched out her hand.

Abraham greeted him without hesitation. They went off the bridge and along the coast. For some reason Abraham refused to let go of Vanilla's hand, he wanted to hold it as long as they walked along the beach. Their steps stopped when tired, they both sat on the beach side looking at the waves that rolled up and lunged at the beach side.

Vanila was really happy, Abraham enjoyed their togetherness without remembering if he wanted to try to find his lost memory. Time like that will not be wasted. Vanilla even lay on Abraham's thigh and fell asleep. Abraham did not argue, his hands did not stop wiping Vanilla's hair and when morning approached, he could see the beautiful sunrise.

Abraham desperately wanted to wake Vanila but did not because Vanila looked slumbering. Let Abraham look at the beautiful sunrise alone. Once his memories returned, he would not forget the memories they made today.