Chapter Three

Margaret Mathias.

'I must admit she's beautiful, but too innocent to understand the real world.' A voice echoed, but my eyes were still closed, so I could hear what they were saying, but I couldn't see who was talking. My head ached, my body was weak, and my eyelids were heavy as I tried opening my eyes. I can't recall where I had seen them. I relatively made attempts to stand up, only to realize that I was tied to a chair, which weakened my body.

The young man walked up to me, his gaze briefly scanning mine with a beautiful smile. I managed to recall those were the two young men I saw when I was about to leave the house.

"Oh, poor thing, you are too beautiful to find yourself in this situation," one of them said with a mocking smile

I shook my body vigorously while wondering what I might have done wrong to deserve such treatment from them, I scanned my environment, I can't help wonder why I was brought here in the first place "Let me go; I have done nothing wrong to de...." I stopped talking when I recalled what happened that very day and how everything happened: my mother in the pool of her blood, my co-wife wearing black leather clothes, and...

No, it can't be happening. I need to wake up from this nightmare. Then suddenly the door creaked open. I saw Jennifer walk through the door, a mischievous smile spread across her lips as she walked up to me, leaned beside me, and said huskily, "Oh, it is quite a pity such a young, beautiful lady like yourself is in this situation."

I spat at her, feeling so disgusted by her presence, "What the fuck did you do to my mother? Tell me." I cursed while still shaking violently on the chair. She just smiled and said, "I know you must be wondering why everything happened the way it did, but you have to understand that there's more to you than you can ever understand. I warned her, but she won't listen. Now you will be the one to face the consequences."

She then turned towards the door without letting me say another word before she turned towards the young men and said, "You know what to do with her; dismiss her and make sure she's dead."

I was still confused about what was happening as I started shaking my body violently and aggressively. The young men whose names I may recall are Salvador and Denise, and they have similar features as they stood in front of me and unwrapped the chains. I felt so much anger surging within me, but I was helpless. They started dragging me outside the building. When we were out, I realized that we were in an isolated environment, covered in tall trees.

They dragged me to a river, where they both tied my limbs. Denise aimed a gun at me; he was about to pull the trigger only for Salvador to stop him. He whispered something in his ear, which I couldn't clearly comprehend, and it made me feel even more nervous.

When they were done, they both walked up to me, unwrapped me, but still firmly held onto me as they whispered closely to my ears, "You should be dead by now, but what is stopping us is because we want you to do something for us." I stared at them; cold shivers ran down my spine at the thought of what they wanted me to do. "And what...is that?" I asked, my voice trembling in fear.

"If you want to live, I want you to keep quiet; don't make a sound because we are taking you out of here, and we are going to disclose everything to you after you are out of here."

I swallowed hard, feeling my heart thumping faster than the normal pace when they placed a cloth on my face, and I felt both of them dragging me out of sight, to a place I don't know yet.

After hours of being dragged, forced to enter a car, and driven to an unknown place, they eventually removed the cloth.

I was sweating due to exhaustion, my gaze briefly scanning the environment, only to realize it was a small, well-furnished apartment, looking well-decorated and beautiful.

Denise told me to sit as they went outside. This time my limbs were not tied, so I saw this as an opportunity to flee. I searched for an available window, slightly opened it, and made attempts to jump. I first touched the metal bars, which electrocuted me, sending me down in a loud thud.

Both of them entered, looking surprised but unperturbed. I briefly scanned them, and that was when I realized that they were just wearing shorts, and they were clearly shirtless with their hair looking wet and damp. I could see their huge bulge in their pants, a size I have never seen in all my life, only for Salvador to lean close to me as he handed me a plate of food, whispering, "Don't ever think of escaping, because once you are under our custody, it'll be difficult to escape. I want you to eat enough of this food, because you will need much of your energy."