Page 3 of Unraveled Love

I wrenched my chin from her grasp, feeling the sting of her nails slicing skin and a warmth slide down my neck.

She’d cut me, and I glared at her.Like hell that’ll happen.My eyes screamed it to the best of my abilities.

This woman was batshit crazy, and if she actually thought that was going to happen then she had no idea who I was, what I was willing to do toneverbecome obedient. Especially not to Daniel.

“Keep fighting.” She stood, and her ice-cold smile slithered down my spine, turning my blood cold. “Daniel enjoys breaking in the fighters the most.”

She patted the top of my head like I was a puppy. I seethed at her and rocked the chair.

I had to get out of this. Somehow, I needed to get free.

Thoughts raced through my mind. Tied to a chair. A man with a gun at my back and this woman grinning down at me.

How in the hell was I going to manage it?

A sudden, loud bang echoed through the building, making the floors shake and the bars in front of me rattle. MaryAnne turned wide eyes to the man behind me, and the hurrying of booted steps rushed toward us.

“Boss, it’s time to go. There’s an attempted breach closing in.”

MaryAnne turned to me and spit in my face. “If your men think they can save you, you better begin praying for their souls. There’s no way they’re getting out of here alive.” She glared at the man behind me. “Kill her only if there’s a chance she gets away. Otherwise, ensure she’s unharmed. Daniel will want her in working condition as soon as we get her to him.”

My lip curled. No way was Ievergoing to be inworking conditionfor Daniel.

Loud noises grew even louder. Slams. Grunts. The muffled sounds of what I imagined was gunfire.

I squeezed my eyes closed. Another loud bang reverberated through wherever I was, and I jumped at the sound, the chair legs clanging against the floor.

Ice chilled my veins. Everything was a torment.

MaryAnne turned as three men rushed in. They surrounded her as they hurried her out, and the floors continued to vibrate.

The man behind me pressed down on my shoulders, fingertips digging into the tops of my chest hard enough to leave bruises. “If you make a single sound, I will have no problem ensuring you are never seen again.”

Tears dripped out of the corners of my eyes, rolled down my cheeks, and soaked into the fabric digging into the tender skin of my face.

“I’m going to untie your legs and hands from the chair, and then you’re going to move with me. If you fight me, you die. If you kick, scream, claw, or do anything I do not tell you to do, you die. You understand? I don’t really give a fuck about you and Daniel. I care about making it out alive, and if you want to stay alive, you’ll do what you’re told. Do you understand?”

He was a psychopath. That I understood clearly.

I also understood he wasn’t lying.

Every time he said I could die, his eyes lit with a sick glee that made me have to choke down the vomit gathering in my throat.

I nodded then breathed a sigh of relief as he removed the gun from my temple. He bent down, and there was a quiet click before my ankles were released from the chair.

A flash of movement in front of me caught my attention, and then there was someone there. A bright, small red dot was aimed straight behind me.

“What the—” shouted the guy bent at my side.

And then there was a smothered bang. A flash of bright light. The man behind me disappeared, and there was a loud thump.

Oh God. This was how I died. The man with the gun in front of me came straight to me and crouched down in front of me.

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Black eyes, clear and bright, met me at my eye level.

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