Hmm, she looks really cute and sexy. Damon would be so mad if he hears his precious wife is with us.
"Pfft, after the boss has enjoyed her, he will run mad."
I tried to open my eyes, but they were filled with the cold water that had been poured on me. I felt disgusted after hearing the perverted conversation from the abductors.
Just then, I heard a heavy metal door open. I could already guess where I was—definitely in a counter store.
I finally opened my eyes and scanned the place. It looked abandoned, with cobwebs and junk everywhere, along with trash and dust.
The abductors, who had been muttering nonsense seconds ago, bowed their heads at a man who was almost as tall as Damon. He had broad shoulders, a scar over his brow, and several cuts on his arms, with chains tied around his wrists.
Panic surged through my body as I felt overly scared and began to cry while pleading.
“Please let go of me! I didn’t do anything to you! Please let me go!” I cried, hoping the strange figure would show mercy.
I had returned to New York a few months ago, and I couldn’t remember offending anyone, not even in Europe.
“Tell your husband to come here now!” The strange man, who looked more like a monster, shoved a cell phone toward me.
I looked at the phone, my heart racing.
“Quickly!!!” the strange man roared, sending shivers down my spine.
“I…I… I’m ti…tied,” I stammered, struggling to form words as nervousness gripped me.
‘How does he expect me to use the phone when my hands are tied behind my back against the chair?’
A guard approached to untie my hands, and though I hadn’t felt any strange pain earlier, once my hands were free, it felt like my wrists were about to tear from my palms.
“If your husband doesn't come here, I will make sure you eat your flesh,” the scary man said, leaning closer to me.
Tears streamed down my face as I wished for Damon to arrive. I had little faith he would come.
I took the phone with shivering hands, “I…I.. don't know his number.”
The monster man held my face as he dug his fingers into my skin.
"You are his wife and you don't know his number? You think I would buy that?"
"I…I.. ha..ve nev..er called him."
"Steve.. Damon contact!"
The phone finally rang, beeping twice, and then disconnected.
It was dialed again; it rang twice again and disconnected.
"Argh, Damon!!!!!!!" The big man roared as he threw the phone hard against the ground.