"Why are you doing this, Robert, I know it isn't just about the Price property, moreover he is still your grandson, " I try to reason with him and he scoffs, and Arthur's grip tightens on my hair.
"You and I both know he isn't my grandson, but this doesn't concern you because when he gets here both of you will be dead, " he smirks evil before I could ask anything else they tape my mouth and leave, I just pray that Massimo has enough backup because shit is getting real tonight
I don't know how long it had been because slowly I was losing consciousness, there were loud noises outside the warehouse and I hoped it was Robert and his men that we're getting their ass kicked
But my prayers when unanswered because when the voices stopped there were gunshots, like a lot and a lot of gunfire. When the door opened my hopes turned and slapped me on my face because they dragged in a bloody, Massimo inside the old cabin. I screamed and moved around on the chair but the ropes dug dipper into my skin. Massimo glanced at me his eyes bloody
"Erika, " he smiled exhausted I yell for him to keep his eyes open but I bloody tape blocked. Robert ripped the tape off of me and I bit his hand harshly, he backhands me the taste of copper filled my mouth. Massimo lunged at Robert but one of the guards kicked him down and kept kicking him until he could move again
"Stop, please stop, " I plead tearing up
"So much for hate huh, " Robert mocked I glared at him
"Stop it, Robert, he is still you grandson you raised him, " I scream but a punch in my stomach, got me screaming out in pain.
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