The Forbidden Girl novel Chapter 1

Samantha Conners rushed into her office building throwing one last look over her shoulder before the crowd was blocked from her view. She sighed in relief, it seemed no one was following her today but she couldn't help but feel on edge. She was so exhausted from the sleepless worry filled nights, she wasn't ready for this day to being. She slowly walked over to the elevator, she got in, pushed the seventh floor button, and took a deep breath as it headed for the third floor.

She leaned against the wall after she walked out of the elevator running her fingers through her long straight brown, with purple and blue highlight hair. She closed her eyes tightly trying to calm her nerves just as a hand fell against her arm gently. She stepped sideways quickly about jumping out of her skin. Her eyes snapped opened her gaze fell on her secretary. The sweet lady had to be in her fifties and Sam was ready to take her out.

"Hey Sammy, how are you this morning" Jen asked handing the young frazzled looking woman a cup of coffee. She looked so tired anymore and acted like she was at her breaking point.

Sam took the cup gratefully. "Thank you Jen, I'm okay just not ready for today. How are you?" She smiled the fake smile she was getting used to pasting on her face. The older lady barely came up to her shoulders with herself being five foot five inches. She couldn't even begin to guess how tall the older lady was.

"You look so tired Dear, I really wish you'd do something about that man Sammy, he's getting out of hand and it's not fair or good to let him do this to you."

Sam was startled at first but jumped back into covering it up mode quickly. "I don't know what you're talking about Jen everything's been fine."

"Samantha, don't you lie to me, I know about the guy whose been giving you trouble, he calls here all the time and Sara agrees with me and worried also, we both think you should take some time off work and get away for a while, get things straightened out."

Sam looked at the floor her eyebrows knitted together in a frown. "It'll all blow over Jen." She headed towards her office to begin her work on some designs. She buried herself into her work the rest of the day just so no one would bother her including herself.

"Hey Blake, I need you to run to Denver to pick some things up for me!" Aaron Conners leaned against the fence a little bit and shouted over to one of the workers at his farm.

Blake walked over to his boss wide eyed. "Are you sure you want me to go? That's at least an hour drive just one way."

"Yes I know and I am sure, you'll be fine and I can trust you, plus I'm keeping Brady here to actually do some work." Aaron handed the list to Blake along with the keys to the ranch truck. He had to show Blake he trusted him, he already was a hard enough egg to crack.

Blake sighed. "Okay." He took everything Aaron handed him then headed towards the gray two fifty.

Aaron watched Blake leave, he wished he could figure out Blake's issues but it seemed Blake would just keep a lot of things to himself. He was glad Blake was such a good worker though.

The end of the day finally came, Jen walked into Sam's office slowly. "Honey, it's time for you to go home and relax."

Sam looked up from the clothes design she was working on a smile touched her lips. "I'll be heading out soon Jen, thank you for everything."

Jen shot Sam a look of disapproval. "I think you should go home now Sweetie, you've been hard at work on those since you got here this morning at six thirty, also Sara wanted me to remind you about taking a vacation."

"You need to let her go now." The deep southern drawl came from behind them.

She was spun around fast as the man turned towards the voice. She grabbed them and hand tighter trying to get free, it was becoming painful and hard to breathe. Her gaze raked over the man in front of her, she had no idea who he was or why he was helping her, but anyone would be better than the man behind her. The glare he was shooting above her head wasn't even terrifying her.

"Who the hell are you?" Her capturer demanded.

"It doesn't matter who I am, what matters is what I'm telling you to do." The strange man crossed his arms over his chest starring down the man who had a hold of the woman.

Sam could barely keep her eyes open due to the lack of oxygen but she was thankful her gaze kept landing on the man in front of her but if he didn't hurry up and do something she would pass out. She blinked again and she saw the man moved closer.

"I am not going to tell you again, let her go!"

The next thing Sam knew she was being thrown into the man who was helping her and the other one took off fast.