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!”

the loud tone he used. I squinted, lifting my head.

a bit blurry but I could make out the figure and

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

I had an inkling it was their sick family, I just hoped that perhaps I would

to Christopher?”

forward. “I’m upset you didn’t send me an

not even the media knew about it. The Muralos

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

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

me. “You and Aiden had a field day two months ago

it was your crazy sister-

tang of my blood when I swiped the tip of my tongue

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

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

brought my gaze back to his, and glared at him in hatred.” You holding me here just proves how senile she is. In fact, all

His glare intensified.

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

slap echoed.

cheeks stung even more. I let

on your mouth.” He

seething. “Why do you have me here

look. “The bride is curious.” He snorted

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

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

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

“Stop,” I whimpered.

whore?” He hisses beside my

lips tightly, my

back around me to now stand in

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