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Sentenced to Marriage by MadlainQ novel Chapter 61

Surviving Tears started to wet my blindfold and flow down my cheeks, tears of fear and helplessness. I had never been so lost in my entire life. I shifted my weight from one frozen foot to another without even fully knowing what the place that I was locked in looked like. “Focus, Cora! Focus! You need to think!” I shouted at myself, forcing out the last ounce of my strength.

I could still hear those vicious men laughing outside my door, but I knew that they were getting ready to evacuate, and they would leave me here as soon as all the explosives were set. I heard one of them saying that the trigger would be placed on the door handle, and as soon as someone opened the door from the outside, the whole building would blow up. I knew that Aren wasn’t stupid enough to walk in without checking the whole place, but what if he acted irrational and hasty? I was on the edge of a panic attack, but I couldn’t allow myself to lose my senses.

Breathing deeply, I took cautious steps toward the wall and then started rubbing one of my cheeks up to my temple against it, trying to take my blindfold off. The wall was rough, and it kept scratching my skin each time I touched it, but I kept going, trying different angles until I got rid of the fabric that covered my eyes.

I wanted to scream in joy when I could finally see, but that was nearly the first step to freeing myself. I turned around and looked at the place. It was some kind of storage with tall metal shelves and tons of old paper documents. The floor and walls were raw and covered with dirt. I kept looking for something sharp to cut the rope around my wrists, but I couldn’t see anything useful. Suddenly, I noticed that one of the edges of the metal bars, forming the shelves, seemed sharp. I turned my back toward the shelf and pressed the knot between my wrists against the metal bar. With careful movements, I slowly cut the rope, trying not to make too much noise and alarm my guards, still present behind the door.

“Hey! How long is it gonna take?! I heard that this guy is already on the way here!” one of the men outside the door shouted.

“Fuck you, Dave! If you want it faster, come here and help!” I heard another voice yelling further in the corridor.

“No thanks!” He responded and chuckled coldly. “I think I’ll go and play with our princess in the meantime…”

I swallowed and froze, staring at the door. “Hey, man… You’re not really planning to go inside there, are you?” someone standing close to the door asked.

“Why not?” Dave asked. “You can join if you like, Matt. The bitch will die here anyway, so why don’t we have some fun?”

I shook my head, terrified. I prayed that someone would stop them, but I only heard them laughing eagerly at that bastard’s idea. I started rubbing the rope against the metal bar again, faster this time. My hands were almost free when I heard someone typing tonal digits to

unlock the door. “No.” I made a barely audible sound as my instincts forced me to cower in fear.

The door handle went down… but the door didn’t open.

“What the fuck, Matt?!” Dave snapped. “I thought you knew the code!”

“Hey! Don’t blame me! I was told that it was a universal code for every door in that building! Try it again!” Matt growled.

My breath was shallow and hectic. My tears kept flowing down while I cut the rope, despite wounding my hands in the process. I heard the tones of the code again. I clenched my teeth and rubbed the rope harder until the final string was cut. The door handle went down a bit…

“Oy! We’re done! Let’s go!” Someone’s voice sounded loudly across the corridor.

“Fuck!” Dave roared and kicked my door. “Sorry, princess! We’re leaving!” I heard their heavy footsteps become quieter as they were getting further away from my door. When it turned to silence, I collapsed onto the floor and wept. I was tired, drained physically and emotionally, but some inner voice told me to stand up. I had to get out of that room, and I had to do it now!

I took a deep breath, forcing my exhausted brain to function. I looked at the door lock. There was a number pad by the door. If only I had my phone with me, I could easily analyze the system and figure out the code or bypass it in no time, but at that moment I felt lost. I once heard about a way to open a magnetic lock using a magnet, but I would have to build a magnet first…

I looked at the shelves filled with documents, hoping for any office supplies like metal paperclips. It would be amazing if I could find a battery and a copper wire, but what were my chances of finding those in the place I was locked?

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