Kian crouched beside my best friend, gave her cheek a sharp pat, and sneered. "Especially this one. I want her ruined for life."
The gang leader chuckled, rubbing his grimy hands together.
"Don't worry, Mr. Kian. We'll give you exactly what you want. Heh heh."
They hauled us into the back of a van and drove off. In the front seat, the kidnappers joked about how easy it had been.
"Rich family, huh? The son and daughter plotting against their own sisters. Guess we're the lucky ones tonight!"
"Never had a chance to play with such pretty little rich girls before, hahaha..."
They stopped at an abandoned warehouse on the outskirts. The men popped the trunk to drag us out—and their smirks froze like they'd seen a ghost.
