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My heart raced as I reached the hallway, dimly illuminated by purple lights hanging from the ceiling. Fortunately, I spotted the door he had entered. My footsteps felt heavy as I approached it.

My hand trembled as I gripped the door handle. I hesitated for a moment, taking a deep breath. I wanted it to be him, but I wasn't prepared to open the door just yet. Fear coursed through me, afraid of what I might find inside, what he might do if it was indeed him, and what I might do it I see him.

Bill clearly didn't want me to be here, or at least he was trying to hide me, or even rescue me but I won't go anywhere until I see him.

I drew in a deep breath, feeling as if the air around me had vanished. With a cautious grip, I pushed the door open, the music was so loud that I didn't think anyone in the room would hear the door cracked open.

My heart raced as I entered the dark room. It was nearly pitch black, and I cracked the door wider to let some light in. As I did, I spotted a figure who turned to see me. I felt a chill run down my spine but didn't falter, taking another step into the room.

Now I could see him clearly. His dark brown eyes locked onto mine, and his lip piercing glinted under the purple light. This wasn't a dream; he was right here, in front of me.

A tear trickled down my cheek as I stared into his eyes, unmoving. After weeks, I had finally found him. I longed to speak, but it felt as if something was constricting my throat, preventing any words from escaping.

We both stood there, locked in shock. The silence between us was almost unbearable. My emotions were in turmoil, I wanted to cry, to throw myself into his arms and let him take me back home. But at the same time, I had an urge to run away. I wanted to escape him, still afraid that he might hurt me.

As my eyes were roamed all over him, I noticed a figure behind him.

Then I saw her.

I saw a woman's hands, her painted nails delicately tracing Tom's bare chest, caressing his skin.

A sense of disgust washed over me and it felt like my heart had plummeted to the floor. My breaths got heavier, Bill was right, I should've just gone home.

I took a step back, shaking my head in disbelief. "Lisa! wait.." Finally he spoke, shoving the girl aside and taking a step towards me.

"Fuck you," I yelled as the tears started streaming down my face. "Wait Lisa, Wait!"

I tried to run out of the room, but his hand clamped onto my arm, yanking me back inside.

Swiftly, I turned and landed a sharp slap across his face. The pain shot through my palm and His head turned from the impact and hung there for a few moments. His grip remained firm on my arm as tears continued to stream down my face.

"Isn't this what you always wanted?" He mumbled, his head still turned.

"You fucking abandon me!" I Cried out, thrusting my fist onto his chest. "Fuck you!" Another forceful shove, "I fucking hate you," Another shove. That's how I reacted to seeing him again for the first time after he'd left me, seeing him having fun with some whores while I was breaking down for weeks.

I was furious, pure frustration bubbling within me. I forcefully wrenched my hand out of his grasp before shoving him back with every ounce of strength I possessed.

The impact just make him move a bit, still standing in front of me. "I wanted you to stay," I mumbled before running out of the room, he reached for me but I was already out of the room.

"Lisa!" I heard him scream as I approached the crowd. There was now no way he could find me here. I started to run, fast but my vision was going blurry. was it the drink that had made me this dizzy or was it him?

I wondered as I hit the wall, my hand clutching it to steady myself. My feet felt numb, and fear crept in as I tried to make sense of what had happened and what was yet to come.

I forced myself towards the exit, where the stairs were located. My hands gripped the stair railing, preventing myself from stumbling as I descended.

My vision remained unclear; I blinked desperately, but it didn't go away. Then suddenly it felt as if the ground had disappeared beneath my feet, and I stumbled down the stairs, my body tumbling awkwardly. Each step seemed like a descent into darkness, my head spinning as I tried to regain my balance.

I reached the bottom, I was ready for my head to hit the ground but I felt two strong arms wrap around me just in time, preventing my body from hitting the floor.

My head was spinning, and the only thing my brain could process were two intense green eyes locked onto mine. then everything faded into darkness.

•••

I was feeling void, I had just found my consciousness but I wasn't able to open my eyes. They were heavy but I still could hear the surroundings. I could hear some buzz near me, as if two person talking but I couldn't quite puzzle it.

Then a door shut closed and the sound echoed through the place. Finally I managed to open a sight of my eyes. I had to blink a few times to clear my vision.

My body was laid on the floor, facing the ceiling. Then suddenly it hit me, a flood of memories rushed back - the club, Tom's presence, but what had happened next?

My eyes span around the the place, I was in a room with nothing in it, just a small window that was placed right under the ceiling, allowing a dim light of the day to filter in.

Panic surged within me as I attempted to move, only to realize that my wrist were cuffed, chained to the wall.

I frantically pushed and pulled at the cuffs, desperation coursing through me, but the unyielding metal refused to give way.

"Help!" I screamed, "Is anyone there?" My voice trembled.

"HELP!" I screamed louder, but there was nothing, Only my voice echoing in the empty.

I started sobbing but at the same time I couldn't help but to smirk at my foolishness. Thinking how ridiculous I must look at this moment. Going to a club alone, and on top of that, drinking, what a foolish move that led me into this fucking place.

I don't know how long I was in that position, my hands cuffed and my body laid down. But it definitely felt like a few hours, with no sound or movement. only my heart beats.

Then I heard footsteps approaching the door and panic surged within me again as a key was inserted into the lock. Moments later, the door swung open.

I gasped as I spotted Ria being forcibly thrown into the room, She let out a whimper as her body hit the floor, her forehead bleeding. Horror washed over me, and I screamed in shock.

"Ria!"

A man followed her into the room, and I locked eyes with those piercing green orbs. It was....Frank! the same bartender who had given me that... wait a damn minute....He had drugged me!

"You motherfucker!" I screamed at him as he grabbed Ria by her hair, dragging her while she screamed in pain.

"Let me go!" Ria whimpered, but Frank dragged her until they reached the wall where I was cuffed. He forcefully grabbed both of her wrists and locked them onto another cuff at the opposite corner of the wall.

I was in disbelief. How had Ria ended up here? Where was Tom? Where was Bill?! What the fuck are we doing here?! So many questions crossed my mind, to the point I thought my brain was about to explode.

"Go F-Fuck yourself," Ria managed to whine before Frank grab her head and thrust it hard to the wall.

"NO," I screamed and he swiftly turned to me, my panic spreading like wildfire through every muscle in my body.

He walked up to me and knelt down beside me before gripping my face into his hand, "Do you want to sleep again?" He grinned, pointing at Ria who had gone unconscious by the impact.

"Why are you doing this..." I cried out and he burst into laughter, his voice echoing through the room, "I have my reasons my dear," He said after he was done with his sick laughter.

He inches closer, lifting my head a bit to face him directly. "Are you going to kill us?" I mattered, trying to avoid his eyes.

"No," I heard a voice coming into the room along with the clatter of high heels. my eyes swiftly shifted to the figure, only to spot a women. My blood ran cold as I recognized her: Ivy, the same woman who had injected me, nearly killing me. but this time i could see her face clearly without a glasses. She had black eyes, small doll curvy nose and eyebrows shaped hard angled. Sexy but a bitchy face.

"It's nice to see you again, little pet,"She chuckled and I pushed my head firmly out of Franks grip, "You Fucking cunt," I spot, Now I knew why I was here.

She laughed, and I continued, frustration building inside me, "I know you want to fucking Kill Tom. I get it, you want him dead but why are you dragging me into your twisted games, why me?!" I yelled and an smirk appeared on her face.

"Don't you see, little pet? He is in love with you," she expressed, her words like a heavy weight on my chest.

I felt my heart drop for a moment, and I couldn't hold back the bitterness in my voice. "There's no way. He treated me like shit, he tried to kill me several times himself," I yelled, stealing my eyes from her.

"He abandoned me." I mattered, my gaze fixed on the floor.

"I know, I know exactly the things he did but—I've also seen the way he looks at you, the way he puts himself between you and a bullet."

She cleared her throat, "The way he managed to kill 27 of our people that day, in the factory. 20 with bullets and the rest with bare hands.... only to save YOU,"

I gazed up again, staring into her dark eyes.

"But he also got the murderer out of you,"She winked, "I know you shot one of our men to save him too,"

"Go fuck yourself," I shouted.

"Right in the head," she whispered playfully. "Imagine how proud he was that you did that."

I shook my head, feeling sick to my stomach. "He won't risk his life for me again. He let go of me weeks ago."

"You're so silly," she chuckled. "And so stupid. How could he love a girl like you?"

"The same reason he chose someone like you as a pet," I retorted, giving her a dirty look.

She raised her eyebrows, "I am better than you in every way possible."

"In being a whole ass slut, yeah," I retorted. but Before I could react, I felt a sharp pain across my face as Frank slapped me hard.

"Thank you," Ivy said to Frank. "She needed to keep that mouth shut," He laughed and I started at them like they were both idiots.

Ivy smirked at me before taking steps back to the door, "Frank" She called him out before leaving the room.

"I'll be right back at you dear, I haven't even started with you," He whispered to my ear, His words sent a shiver down my spine, and I felt a sinking dread in the pit of my stomach.

He scrambled up to his knees and obediently followed Ivy out of the room, like a loyal puppy. Than a moment later, The door slammed shut behind them, leaving me alone with Ria who was still unconscious.

"Ria?"

"Ria! Wake up!" I yelled, desperation in my voice.

"Ria, please! Wake up!" I continued shouting, but there was no response. I had to do something. I used my legs to try to reach her and nudge her awake, despite the pain from the cuffs digging into my wrists.

Finally, she started to stir, and I felt a wave of relief wash over me. She was coming back to consciousness.

"Ria can you hear me?" I gave her another push and she lifted her head, her brown eyes now open...filled with pain. it has been so long since i've seen her but, I could no longer see any spark in her eyes. She was just staring dead into my eyes, her mouth open as if trying to say something but no words came out. That's when I saw the bruises covering her body, the bloody forehead, and her torn clothes.

I gasped, "Ria what happened!" I said horrified.

She was quite, after a few moments she finally found her voice, "He-He..."

"He what Ria?! Tell me!"

"He r-raped me," Her voice trembled and I felt a sharp pain through my heart, I was speechless.

Then suddenly she burst into tears, sobbing with her cracked voice, "Hey...Hey Ria look at me, everything's going to be alright," I said, trying to find a word to calm her down a bit.

I wanted to hug her into my arms, holding her as she cries but we both were locked up.

"Nothings going to be alright!" She screamed and I just started at her, feeling helpless. I didn't know how to calm her down. when I was in her shoes, no one calmed me down, no one could.

After minutes that felt like ages, her sob slowed down a bit, now only tears were flowing down her face as her eyes were locked onto the floor.

I was concerned and frustrated. If my hands were free, I would've kill that motherfucker in a second.

"I was at home," she finally mumbled, and I focused all my attention on her. "It was just me and Lauren. I didn't know where Morgan was, but there was no one home to save us."

"What happened, Ria?" I urged, and she looked up, meeting my gaze. "Last night, Bill called me," she paused to catch her breath. "He said they saw you in the club, and you just disappeared."

"Tom knew something was up, he knew something happened to you. They rushed home, and he took all the guards with him to find you, leaving us alone in the house."

"Fuck," I muttered under my breath.

"And—And suddenly we heard voices. Lauren ran upstairs to grab a gun, but it was too late.... They-They broke into the house and shot Lauren... Right in the face.."

"I-I" She sobbed again, shaking her head, "He took me with himself, he said if I don't behave... He'll kill me too,"

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