The blindfold was still pressed against my eyes — too tight, and making it unbearable. All I heard sounds. Footsteps and heavy breathing. They're still here.
My pulse hammered so hard the chair seemed to vibrate beneath me. My wrists burned where the restraints dug in. My throat was dry and I was exhausted, but fear forced the words out anyway.
"Please… please don't hurt me. Just tell me what you want! Money?? Nathan will give it to you."
I felt them move closer, their shadows pressing against me even though I couldn't see a thing. The blindfold kept me in darkness.
"Quiet down, princess," the older one said, his voice low and almost amused. "You're making it hard for us to enjoy you."
"What… what do you want from me?" I whispered, my voice cracking. "Please… just tell me. I'll do anything… just let me go!"
The younger one laughed, a dry, cruel sound. "Anything, huh? You think we're that easy?"
