Chapter Eighty Four

She woke up, as soon as she opened her eyes, she noticed that this wasn't her room, this wasn't the room she shared with Xavier and then it all came rushing in, the black car racing after her, the material to her nose and then she had fallen unconsious, she was on a.... bed.

She jerked up, fully alert, she noticed she was in a new set of clothes, a thin fabricated gown, someone had undressed her and maybe done things, but she didn't feel any pain still yet she couldn't kick out the fear she felt, she had been captured by a rival.

She knew that Mafias were dangerous and the only reason Xavier, Shawn and Blake seemed to be nice was because they didn't actually want her to see them in a bad light, but this 'other' people, they didn't care, they didn't care what happened to her, all the stories she read about mafia's rushed back in, and no, it wasn't the bloody sheet stuff, this time it was more on the violence, they endorsed so much violence that it seemed normal to them, she stood from t