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Jenny’s POV
The first thing that seeps through my awareness is the freezing coldness of the atmosphere.
I was uncontrollably shaking, my teeth were chattering.
I’m instantly aware of what happened to me.
It felt like only minutes ago, I saw a man shooting Simon without any hesitation, even though I was sure it has been a lot more than minutes.
The second thing I become aware of before I open my eyes is that I can’t move.
My hands and feet were bound. I was sitting on a chair, my hands painfully pinned behind my back, while my feet were tied up to the legs of the chair.
The smell of smoking was filling up the place, where ever that place was.
God does Alex know what happened yet?
Is he looking for me?
A part of me wanted him to come right now and rescue me but another part didn’t. It was a trap. They were going to kill them all.
I finally gathered the courage to open my eyes and take a look at my surroundings.
I seemed to be in an empty large warehouse.
Empty of any material that is, but crawling with men wearing black clothes and holding tall big guns in their hands.
They were scattered everywhere.
The warehouse had multiple large windows that had broken glass almost on all of them. They were the only source of light in here.
I was placed inside a small room to the side of the structure.
The room was completely bare of anything except for me sitting in the middle of it.
The room had two large openings covering two sides of the room and giving me a full view of the men standing outside it.
They were supposed to be windows but had no glass covering them anymore.
“She’s awake” I flinched at the abrupt sound and squealed in surprise as it came from behind me.
There was a freaking giant standing behind me inside the room this whole time and I didn’t notice him until he spoke and almost made me pee myself.
A few seconds later, a man walks inside the doorless room.
My blood runs cold as I recognize him right away.
Daniel Zade, the leader’s brother and right hand.
He smiled at me sweetly and said in a light tone “Hello Jennifer. You’re awake just in time. I was just about to call your husband to come and collect you”
I keep my mouth shut and just glare at him.
He inspects me from head to toe and I feel like my skin is crawling wherever he was gazing at my body parts.
“No one told me what a beautiful thing you are. I was told that what you and Alex had was an arranged marriage to broker a peaceful agreement between the clans, but I bet on my life that when he saw you, he couldn’t resist from tasting you right away. I hope you like it rough and dirty girl, because that’s how I plan on tasting you”
Bile rose to my throat and I had to fight my nausea immensely.
He noticed my trembling and he thought I was scared of him when in fact I was shivering from the coldness. Not that I wasn’t actually scared of him, I was fucking terrorized by his words.
He smiled at me and said in a reassuring tone “Now, now, there is no reason for you to be scared Jennifer. You will like it I promise. I bet I can make you come harder than that piece of shit you call your husband”
I had to really resist the urge to spit in his face. Because I knew that move will make the inevitable happen faster and I wanted to bide my time for as long as possible, hoping Alex will figure out a way to save me before it’s too late and save himself in the process. I didn’t want to be saved only to end up losing him or losing Lucas or David.
I clenched my jaw and bore daggers into him without saying anything.
He looks at me amusingly “We have a quiet girl here. Are you going to stay this quiet when I fuck your ass? Or are you going to beg for your release and shout my name repeatedly?”
I feel my resistance slipping with the passing seconds and the next thing I know, I’m yelling at him with venom dripping in my words “Go fuck yourself you bastard!”
He backhands me in the face so intensely, I see stars forming in my vision and the intense smarting pain on my face makes me cry out involuntarily, my tears slipping against my will from the force of his slap.
He grabs a fistful of my hair and lifts my head as he leans down, a mere inch separating us “That will be your first and final warning girl. Speak out of line again and I will start drawing blood” he hissed in my face.
His breath reeked of alcohol and cigarettes, almost making me gag.
He let go of me and went back to standing at the entrance.
He pulled out his phone and said in a light tone again, as if nothing just happened “Let’s see what your husband has to say to me when he finds out that I have plans for his sexy wife”
He dials a number and puts it on speaker.
I hear Alex answering on the second ring “Who’s this?”
His voice was tense and had an edge to it as if he was clenching his jaw tightly when he answered.
As soon as I hear it, my heart flutters in response. I’ve never felt this relieved to hearing his voice before until now. It brought a sense of security to wash over me instantly.
“Alex, this is Daniel. I’m the right hand of Lord Z. I have someone here in the name of Jennifer Snow. I was told she’s your wife and well, let me just tell you what a hotness this girl is. Mmmhmm I mean her red wild her is like an igniting fire, don’t get me started on the body because that will take forever to properly do her any justice, and not to forget those green eyes that are to die for, so the question is are you willing to die for them?”
There was a long pause before I heard the words that broke my heart into a million pieces, the words I never, and I mean never, expected to ever hear from him after everything we’ve experienced together.
Alex’s reply was cold and nonchalant “Do whatever you wish with her, I don’t give a fuck. If you wanted me to come to you, you should have kidnapped someone who actually mattered to me, not some girl I married to make a deal with the Walkers. And If you think that with her gone that the Walkers will kill me, you’re in for one hell of a surprise. Because truth is I could have ended them all with a snap of my fingers I just didn’t have a thing for spilling so much blood then. Now I’ll just have to end them all and get rid of the whole line. Better luck next time”
I felt like someone just brought a knife and stabbed me multiple times in the chest with it. Not just stabbed but twisted the knife all the way too.
He wasn’t serious right?
There is no way he was serious, RIGHT?
After everything we had the past three weeks, all that love, all that softness and tenderness, all that passion, it was all what? A lie?
No, no way, that couldn’t have been all a lie.
He was just playing him that’s all.
He was biding his time, that’s all.
He’s coming to save me, because he does give a fuck about me….doesn’t he?
I was positive he did. I mattered to him, I fucking did, I’m sure of it.
Then why does it feel like someone just set my heart on fire? Why does it feel like my very soul just got skinned?