Chapter Fifty One

Vikrant woke up from his sleep, feeling very disoriented and his vision was blurry for a few minutes as he wondered what the hell was going on. He shook his head to clear his vision and his eyes slowly focused on his surroundings but he frowned when he realised he was hanging from a beam in the ceiling.

He heard a door open and then footsteps drew closer to him but he couldn't see who it was. Everything came rushing back to him in full force and he struggled to free himself.

"Awake yet, sleeping beauty?" A deep voice sneered. "I was beginning to wonder if you were dead."

"Where am I?" He demanded. His throat was dry and he was very dizzy.

"Where are you?" The voice echoed. "Certainly not in your father's billion dollar mansion that's for sure."

Vikrant struggled against the rope but it seemed to tighten the more he tried and his arms were starting to cramp.

"Who are you?" He asked. "Disgruntled employee or enemy?"

"I'm your enemy." Enzo replied.

"Why? Did I do something to offend you