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, lifting

a bit blurry but I could make out the figure and face of the person

on his face the second the

inkling it was their sick

are you up to Christopher?” I sneered, glaring

forward. “I’m upset you didn’t

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

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

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

“You and Aiden had a field day two months ago huh?

evidence that it was your crazy sister-

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 said icily.

much I could tell by the unpainted

and glared at him in hatred.” You holding me here just proves

His glare intensified.

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

slap

even more. I let out a painful

on your mouth.” He sneered.

seething. “Why do you have me here Christopher? What are you and your sister

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

makes the little hairs on my neck stand on end and makes a sharp shiver of fear crawl down

of this.” His fingers wrap around my wrists, directly

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

“Stop,” I whimpered.

so tough now you whore?” He hisses

my lips tightly, my heart

go and walks back around me to now stand in front