"Don't think like that. There's more where you come from. If you don't tell me what I need to know, I can just get someone else." The man says harshly. He suddenly chuckles. "Besides, I think I have something that will make you talk." He says almost gladly. That worried me. He has something that will make me talk? I think I could withstand any torture he has planned for me. I hope I can with stand it. Torture is not pain. It is, but it's not the worst pain you can feel. I have yet to find out what that is. The worst pain.
                          
     Jay cuts the rope and with new chains he ties my hands behind my back after yanking me up from the chair. He then grabs a hold of my hair and yanks my head back making me wince and stare up at the ceiling. "Do no let your eyes look at anything else." He whispers with his breath next to my ear. "If you don't do as I say this ceiling will be the last thing you will ever see." He shoves me forward making me walk as I keep my eyes on the ceiling. I did my best to control my breathing as I passed through the room. 
                          
     I heard Ryder's breathing's and I started to look but Jay yanked my head back again making me hiss again before we finally get to the doors. He pushes me through them and pulled the doors shut behind us before he lets my head drops letting me see a set of stairs in front of me. He pushes me forced and takes a tight hold of my arm dragging me up the stairs by him. By his side. When we reach the top, he shoves me making me trip and fall landing on the ground with a thud. I landed on my hands and knees with my hair surrounding and covering my face. 
                          
     Jays footsteps sound, walking away slowly. The slowness of his footsteps made a chill run down my spine and the hairs on the back of my neck stand up. I had a feeling bad things were about to come. That he was going to hurt me. Torture me. He wants to, I know that from the sound of his voice but I just don't know why he wants to hurt me. I don't know what I have that he wants. I shake my head muttering curses in Italian when I hear something shuffle that makes me freeze. 
                          
     "Blake?" A voice asks and my head immediately snaps up. 
                          
    "Felix." I say in shock. His green eyes meet mine as I push my self up on my knees. Felix was tied to a chair. His hands tied to each arm of the chair and his legs tied to the chairs front  legs. My eyes move and meet Jay's. The flicker of joy in his eyes. "What is this?"
                          
    "This, is how I get what I want." Jay says leaning forward on the back of a chair. "You love him. Am I right?" When I give him a shocked look he smiles. "It's no secret. You both love each other but your people don't accept it. They want a war between you two. Isn't that right too?" I look back to Felix as he keeps his eyes trained on me before I look down again. "I don't need to know anything. That was all a lie. What I want is far more exciting." 
                          
     He walks around the chair and pulls out a knife, swirling it around his fingers. "What is it you want?" I ask looking up to him again. He walked closer and closer to Felix and Felix let his eyes move from me and harden when they look to Jay. All that hatred. It would never leave. It would be there for ever. Especially if anything Jay desires has something to do with that knife and Felix. Or even that knife and me. There would be war. Hatred. Death. Jay stands firmly behind Felix with the knife gripped in his hand as he rested them on Felix's shoulders. Felix tenses. 
                          
     "I want you to suffer. I want him to suffer. Isn't it obvious?"
                          
     "What did we do to you? Why do we deserve this?"
                          
     "No one is saying that you deserve this." Jay says shaking his head. "No. But you have one of the most powerful mafia at your back and call. The other most powerful is his." He squeezes Felix's shoulder making him grunt in pain. If I take out the two leaders, I can take control. But there's no reason you both can't suffer s little bit first." This made his smile widen at the thought. It just made my blood run cold, and my fear begin building inside me. My worry.