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.

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

satisfied smirk on his face the second the slight blurriness

pit of my stomach. I had an inkling it was their sick

are you up to Christopher?”

grips the chair handle and leans forward. “I’m upset you didn’t send me an invite

media knew

what we shared too? This just broke my heart.” He

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

day two months

was your crazy sister-

the coppery tang of my blood when I swiped the

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

old unfinished building. That much I could tell by the unpainted

him in hatred.” You holding me here just proves how senile

His glare intensified.

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

slap

my cheeks stung even

should’ve put a nuzzle on your mouth.” He

“Why do you have me here Christopher? What are you

with an evil sinister look. “The bride is curious.” He snorted and

on end and makes a

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

groan. If he applies more pressure I fear

“Stop,” I whimpered.

so tough now you whore?” He hisses beside

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