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!”

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

make out the figure and face of the person

spotted the satisfied smirk on his face the second

heart drops in the pit of my stomach. I had an inkling it was their sick family, I just

you up to Christopher?” I sneered, glaring at

he roughly grips the chair handle and leans forward.

the media knew about it. The Muralos may have been keeping an eye

we shared too? This just broke my heart.” He chuckled and blew

him and his words, I scowled. “Aiden’s going to kill

and Aiden had a field day two months ago huh? Spoiled our name, tried to

evidence that it was your crazy

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

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

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

just proves how senile she is. In fact, all of

His glare intensified.

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

slap echoed.

cheeks stung even more.

on

“Why do you have me here Christopher?

curious.” He snorted and

on end and makes a sharp shiver of fear

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

If he applies more pressure I fear he’ll

“Stop,” I whimpered.

so tough now you whore?” He

my heart racing in my chest.

back around me to now stand in front of me. He smirks