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Reina's Point of View

It was dark. Pitch black. The last thing that I remembered was that I was sitting on the sofa watching Alvin and the Chipmunks in the lounge whilst waiting for Narc to return home and now I was here. Blinking rapidly, my eyes were attempting to adjust to where I was as well as the sense it would make for me to be here.

A cell. I was in a fucking cell. What the actual fuck? It was dirty and dingy as per a usual cell. I tried looking for anything for a sign of hope but there was nothing in sight and being tied up to a chair also doesn't help us at all. Just then footsteps approached.

"Reina."

"Jax." My tone was full of shock a confusion that he was behind all of this, "what the hell is this?"

He was smoking a cigarette while coming closer; he looked hot. No. No. No. Reina focus. He has you locked in a cell for no reason and you are going to get the answer that you truthfully deserve.

"You thought you could get away with deceiving me and my men?" he questioned with