A sharp pain shot through my head, a sense of Deja Vu flickered in my mind, I groan in pain on opening my eyes the bright lights Pierced through it blinding me momentarily.
I try to move my hand to shield my eyes but I couldn't, my hands were bound, I looked at myself and I found myself bound with ropes on a wooden chair, my lips sealed with the tape I observe my surroundings and I was trapped in some kind of a warehouse.
I tried to scream but no use, my voice was muffled by the tape. I tried to move but all my attempts to escape failed. The door of the warehouse opened and I was shocked to see Oliver's Father, I felt betrayed because I had considered Oliver my brother, I try to console myself that maybe it's some misunderstanding and Oliver didn't betray me.
He slowly walked towards me and smirked his wrinkled face turned into an ugly look. " got something to say, Princess?" He mocked me
I glared at him and he laughed "oh, she's wild I like wild, " he said lustfully, I grimaced at him
"Arthur, that's enough," said a familiar voice, the blood drained from my face when the new face walked into the room. "Nice to see you again, Erika, " he smiled creepily, I stared at him terrified I can't believe it's him "please, take off the duck tape Artur, I'm sure she has a few questions for us, " he didn't even have to raise his voice for Artur to follow his order.
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