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

blurry but I could make out the figure and face of the person who captured me. Christopher.

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

the pit of my stomach. I had an inkling it was their sick family, I just hoped that perhaps

hell are you up to Christopher?” I sneered, glaring at

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

media knew

my heart.” He chuckled and blew me a kiss.

going to kill you this time. The cops are probably on their

day two months ago huh? Spoiled our name, tried

evidence that it was your

the coppery tang of my

of a woman than you’ll ever be.” He said

I could tell by the unpainted walls and concrete floors. The place had an odd stench

hatred.” You holding me here just proves how senile she is. In fact, all of you are a bunch of crazy

His glare intensified.

aren’t you fucking her, you sick

slap

cheeks stung even more. I let out

on your

seething. “Why do you have me here Christopher? What

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

makes the little hairs on my neck stand on end and makes a sharp shiver

of this.” His fingers

groan. If he applies more pressure I fear he’ll snap

“Stop,” I whimpered.

now you whore?” He hisses beside my ear.

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