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!”

ears rang from the loud tone he used. I squinted,

a bit blurry but I could make out the

the satisfied smirk on his face the second the slight blurriness left

an inkling it was their sick family, I just

the hell are you up to

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

private. No one, not even the media knew about it. The Muralos may have been

just broke my heart.” He chuckled and blew me a

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

rolled his eyes and pushes away from me. “You and Aiden had a field day two months ago huh? Spoiled our name, tried to put the blame on

that it was

face. I could taste the coppery tang of my blood when I swiped the tip of

She’s more of a woman than you’ll

old unfinished building. That much I could tell by the unpainted walls and concrete floors. The place had

me here just proves how senile she

His glare intensified.

she’s more woman than I am, aren’t you

furious slap echoed.

my cheeks stung even more. I

nuzzle on your

“Why do you have me here Christopher? What

“The bride is curious.” He snorted and then walks around me. I stiffened when he is behind me, breathing down my neck.

my neck stand on end and makes a sharp shiver of fear crawl down my spine.

of this.” His fingers wrap around my wrists, directly on the rope. He squeezes

more pressure I fear

“Stop,” I whimpered.

whore?” He hisses

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