Sophie’s pov

My heart jams in my chest as the masked men reach the limousine.

I protected Ashton by covering his little body as the glass shatters after one of the men slammed his elbow directly into the window.

Everyone screamed and Ashton’s sharp cry pierces through the air.

Being roughly taken while trying to protect my son and everyone else was challenging.

“Let her go you fucker!” Mila yelled as she throws her fists at the man who held me. Another comes to help and soon everyone’s attempts to get me away from the mask men went fruitless.

The last thing I saw was black as they quickly threw something over my head, cutting off my vision.

I screamed as they pulled me away and cried when I felt something like a needle pierce through my arm.

Seconds. It only took seconds to feel numb and lose the fight in me. It only took seconds to go into the darkness of my head. Seconds to feel hopeless and scared.

I winced when I came back to consciousness. There’s a bit of pain in my temples, an uncomfortable pressure.

I groan.

Peeling my eyes open and I’m greeted with the same darkness.

Fear reared its ugly head back in my body and I whimpered when I felt rope biting into my wrists.

My arms are pulled back, around a chair, and my ankles….I shifted them, well tried to. They were both tied too.

Suddenly someone harshly pulls the bag off my head. I winced, squinting as I try to adjust my vision.

“Rise and shine sleepy head!”

my ears rang from the loud tone he used. I

make out the figure and face of the

smirk on his face the second the slight

it was their sick family, I

are you up to Christopher?” I sneered, glaring

flinched away when he roughly grips the chair handle and leans forward. “I’m upset you didn’t

wedding ceremony was tight-lipped and was supposed to be private. No one, not even the media knew about it. The Muralos

broke my

scowled. “Aiden’s going to kill you this

day two months ago

it was

tang of my blood when I swiped the tip

She’s more of a woman than you’ll

That much I could tell by the unpainted walls and concrete floors. The

hatred.” You holding me here just

His glare intensified.

you fucking her, you sick fuck? You’re sleeping with your own

slap

but my cheeks stung even more. I

on your mouth.” He sneered.

at him, seething. “Why do you have me here Christopher? What are you and your sister planning to

is curious.” He snorted and

my neck stand on end and makes a sharp

wrists. “I bet you want to get free of this.”

If he applies more pressure I fear he’ll snap my wrists.

“Stop,” I whimpered.

you whore?” He hisses beside my

my heart racing in my chest.

go and walks back around me to now stand

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