Page 64 of Her Three Hitmen


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"Please… let me go," I plead, my voice faltering as fear chokes me. "Please…"

But there's no response. Just an eerie silence that seems to stretch on forever. My mind races as I try to remember anything that might help me escape, but all my memories seem jumbled and out of reach.

I close my eyes and take a deep breath. I can feel my heart pounding in my chest, the adrenaline coursing through my veins. I need to think rationally, to find a way out of here. But it's so hard to focus with the fear constantly hovering at the back of my mind.

As the silence stretches on, my fear turns into anger. With a renewed determination, I struggle against my restraints with all my might, feeling the raw power within me as I fight against the cold metal that holds me captive. A sharp pain shoots through my arm as the metal cuts into my skin, leaving behind a trail of warm blood.

"Fuck," I curse angrily, trying to keep the tears at bay. "Let me out! Let me out of here!"

My captor remains silent, but I know they're watching me. I can feel their eyes on me, the weight of their gaze pressing down on me like a physical force. I take a deep breath and try to calm myself down, focusing on my breathing and trying to push the fear and panic to the back of my mind.

As I concentrate on my breathing, I begin to notice other sensations as well. The smell of stale air and damp earth permeates the darkness, a reminder that I am somewhere underground. The cold metal against my skin is slowly becoming numb, but the sharp pain in my arm remains.

I try to move again, testing the strength of my restraints. But they hold firm, unyielding in the face of my struggles. A sense of defeat washes over me, and for a moment I give in to despair. But then anger flares up within me again, a fierce determination to survive at all costs.

"I'm not giving up," I whisper fiercely into the darkness. "I will find a way out of here. You can't break me."

Silence.

Hours pass, or maybe it's just moments. Time seems to stretch on and lose its meaning in the suffocating darkness. I'm numb, physically and emotionally. The pain in my arm has dulled to a lingering ache, though the fear and uncertainty remain. The longer the silence stretches on, the more my anger grows. I refuse to be broken by this monster who has taken me captive.

With a burst of energy, I pull against my restraints with all my might, determined to break free. The metal cuts deeper into my skin, but I barely feel the pain as adrenaline courses through me.

"Let me go!" I scream, my voice reverberating off the walls of the underground chamber. "You can't keep me here forever!"

The silence continues for what seems like an eternity, the only sound being my ragged breathing as I struggle to keep my emotions in check. With nothing else but my thoughts to keep me company, that is a feat in and of itself.

Suddenly, I hear a sound. It's faint, but it's there. Footsteps. Someone or something is approaching.

My heart races as I try to make out the shape in the darkness. Is it my captor, come to taunt me further? Or is it someone here to save me?

As the footsteps grow louder, I can hear a faint humming sound as well. A tune that is somewhat familiar, but I can't quite place it.

And then, I see them.

It's him. The men who I never believed would come for me. But here they are, walking towards me with a confident stride. My heart skips a beat at the sight of them, and a flicker of hope ignites within me.

As they reach me, they all lean down and gently begin to untie my restraints, freeing me from the metal that had held me captive for so long.

"It's okay," Xavier whispers softly as he helps me to my feet.

"I'm here now," Lucas wraps an arm around my waist to keep me upright.

Relief washes over me as tears prick at the corner of my eyes. I can't believe it's them. They're here. I sag into Antonio's chest, sobbing uncontrollably.

"I'm sorry," he murmurs.

And then I wake up. Still on the cold, concrete floor. Still bound. Still alone.

And that's when I realize that the three men I once thought would save me from anything hate each other too much, hate me too much, to ever come save me.

51

XAVIER

At a loss and with the weight of worry pressing down on me, I make the decision to call a meeting of our mafia family. Determination fuels my resolve to find and bring my woman back, safe and sound.

"We can't do this alone," Antonio reminds me before we walk inside.

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