The Girl He Craves

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!”

from the loud tone he used. I squinted,

but I could make out the figure and face of the person who

his face the second the

my stomach. I had an inkling it was their sick family, I just hoped

are you up to Christopher?” I sneered,

chair handle and leans forward. “I’m upset you didn’t

ceremony was tight-lipped and was supposed to be private. No one, not even the media knew about it. The Muralos may have been keeping an

too? This just broke my heart.”

his words, I scowled. “Aiden’s going to kill you this time. The cops are

had a field day two months ago huh? Spoiled our name, tried to put the blame on

evidence that it was your crazy sister-

the coppery tang of my blood when I swiped the tip of my tongue across my split

call my sister crazy. She’s more of a woman than you’ll ever

floors. He brought me to an old unfinished building. That much I could tell by the unpainted walls and concrete floors. The place had an odd stench of piss

his, and glared at him in hatred.” You holding me here just proves how senile she is. In fact, all of you are a

His glare intensified.

more woman than I am, aren’t you fucking her, you sick fuck?

furious slap

eyes sting but my cheeks stung even more. I let out

put a nuzzle on your mouth.” He

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

fury in his eyes dissipates and is replaced with an evil sinister look. “The bride is curious.” He snorted and then walks around me.

neck stand on end and makes

skim my wrists. “I bet you want to get free of this.” His fingers wrap around my wrists, directly on the

he applies more

“Stop,” I whimpered.

now you whore?” He

my heart

me to now stand in front of me. He smirks