Chapter 1

                                    

                                          
Well shit.
                          
Surprisingly enough that was my first thought in several situations, although none of my previous situations could compare to having your hands and legs tied together while three muscular and tall guys stared you down, well there was that one time when I agreed to go to prom with Kyle Gibbons, but no I think being tied and now dragged out of an unknown car wins. 
                          
" will you just cooperate so I don't have to drag you !"
                          
"oh, i'm sorry, you're right, it's so rude of me to not just go willingly with a guy that kidnapped me into a house, my bad, where are my manners? "
                          
So apparently he didn't take a liking to sarcasm since he sighed and picked me up to carry me over his shoulder. 
                          
"well i'll give you one thing-.."
                          
"Mia"
                          
"Mia, you are quit fascinating" 
                          
"how so?"
                          
"most people would be putting up a much bigger fight and probably wouldn't reply with smart ass remarks "
                          
"well I figured when you're all asleep i could just scream loud enough and someones bound to hear me "
                          
"and what makes you think someone will hear you "
                          
"well, there's plenty of houses around, i'm sure they're not all populated with deaf people "
                          
" you're right " I smiled in satisfaction. "they're not populated with deaf people, they're populated by young men and women, who are all very strong and fast, unfortunately for you they all work for the same person I do "
                          
Well shit. That's a record, second time in under 5 minutes that that has been my first thought. Ok don't panic, it could be much worst, they could of beat you up or raped or even shot you by now, but yet they haven't and you're here having a pretty decent conversation with your kidnapper.
                          
" so, who exactly is this big boss or whatever that you all work for?" 
                          
" Sven Volkov" 
                          
" you say his name like i'm suppose to be impressed or something but in reality I actually have no idea who that is"
                          
" I don't know about impressed but you'll defiantly be feeling something, my bet is on fear" and with that we were outside two huge doors, he slipped me off his shoulders and opened the doors, that's when I saw him, the infamous Sven Ferro which was actually much younger and more intimidating than I had imagined.
                          
Well shit. That's three times. 
                          
" What is this, I asked you to collect the money from Rodgers not one of his whores"
                          
Really? I know I didn't look my best since I had been working for 12 hours and than kidnapped but to think I would ever be one of Rodgers whores, that's a little offending. 
                          
" Excuse me, but i'm not a whore and especially not one of Rodgers whores for that matter, I can see you're busy here so if you could just tell your friend here to let me go i'd appreciate it"
                          
" so you found a whore with an attitude problem, you sure know how to pick them Dean " That little bitch. Who the hell does he think he is.
                          
" are you deaf or do you just like playing stupid? " yes Mia insult the very intimidating, very attractive may I add mob boss, i'm sure that won't get you killed or anything, but to be honest I was way past fear and anger was definitely taking over.
                          
" what did you just say!" shouted no other than the infamous Sven, he was now up from his chair and approaching me, making a stop right in front of me.
                          
"someone clearly doesn't take insults too well, now to answer your question I clearly stated that i'm not some whore, in fact the only reason i'm here is because Rodgers didn't have the money so they shot him, unfortunately I witnessed the whole thing and since they didn't know what else to do they tied me up, put me in the back of a car and here we are now, so if you could just, you know LET ME LEAVE, we can all just forget about this and you can go back to killing people for money or whatever you do" 
                          
" is she telling the truth?"
                          
"yes" muttered Dean
                          
"ok well take her down to the basement and tie her up" 
                          
" WHAT?! are you serious? how is this my fault? maybe if you should get better employes who check to make sure there's no one around before they shoot someone! " Asshole. He didn't even look my way once as Dean had to drag me; and this time really drag me out of his office, i'm assuming, and into what appeared to be the basement.  
                          
"are you seriously just going to leave me here" 
                          
" what did you expect? us to offer you some coffee, have a nice chat, and then let you go?" 
                          
" I  thought you weren't a fan of sarcasm"
                          
"I changed my mind" 
                          
Great. I was stuck in a basement, which really I would say it was more of a prison since it was huge and there were cells, no one knew where I was, now I was actually starting to panic and I was freezing, seriously, I could get hypothermia. 
                          
5 hours. 
                          
I've been here for 5 whole hours. Well actually, I didn't know exactly how long i'd been here but about half an hour through, I assume, I started counting the minutes. I was cold, tired and hungry and in all honesty if they were going to kill me, which is most likely what was going to happened they should just get it over with because I was seriously losing my patience. 
                          
" Eat" I didn't recognize the voice, when I finally opened my eyes I saw that I didn't recognize the face either. Probably another worker, but my god are they all so tall and muscular? seriously, what steroids are these people on. 
                          
"I'm not hungry" Lie. 
                          
"I don't care, the boss send me down to give you food and make sure you eat it, so that's exactly what i'm going to do" 
                          
"well tell your boss to shove it because i'm not eating" 
                          
"listen here you bitch I said eat! if it was up to me I would of gotten a good fucking out of you and the ended your life, so be thankful it's not, now stop arguing and eat!"
                          
" did I stutter? I'M.NOT.HUNGRY!"
                          
Well now i'm sure of one person I should never back talk and it's this guy, apparently he had low patience and decided to take his anger out on my face by slapping me about 2 or 3 times until I could taste the blood from my split lip. Seriously, blood , my blood,was everywhere. On my face, shirt, pants, hair and a good amount on the floor, even some on that fucker. 
                          
" WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING!" now that voice I recognised, Sven came in shouting at the guy, all I wanted was for them both to just shut up since I was really getting a headache. 
                          
" she wouldn't eat her food"
                          
" so you come to me! not hit her, get out, now, i'll deal with you later, go."
                          
" are you ok?"   
                          
" i'm fine "
                          
"clearly not, don't move" he said as he tried to wipe my face with a towel
                          
No way in hell was I going to sit here looking like some damsel in distress and have him be my knight and shining armor, he's the only reason this happened in the first place so being as stubborn as I am I pushed him away with all my strength , which considering my current state, wasn't a lot.
                          
"I said don't move"
                          
"well clearly I don't care too much about what you say, don't touch me" 
                          
"Don't fucking test my patience. Let me clean you up"
                          
I let it happen and he cleaned my face with a surprisingly gentle touch. 
                          
"You're moving upstairs, you won't be in the basement anymore"