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.

still saw a bit blurry but I could make out the figure and

smirk on his face the second the slight blurriness

inkling it was their sick family, I

up to Christopher?” I sneered, glaring

handle and leans forward. “I’m upset you

ceremony was tight-lipped and was supposed to be private. No one, not even the media knew about it. The

too? This just broke my heart.” He

disgusted by the sight of him and his words, I scowled. “Aiden’s going to kill you this time.

Aiden had a field day two months ago huh? Spoiled our name, tried to put the blame on

was your

when he slapped me harshly across my face. I could taste the coppery tang of my blood when I swiped the tip of my tongue across

She’s more of a woman

could tell by the unpainted walls

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

His glare intensified.

am, aren’t you fucking her,

slap echoed.

even more. I

a nuzzle on your mouth.” He sneered.

me here Christopher? What are you and your sister planning

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

hairs on my neck stand on end and

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

let out a groan. If he applies more pressure

“Stop,” I whimpered.

whore?” He hisses

lips tightly, my heart

me to now stand in front of me.

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