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I winched as the ropes tightened around my wrists. I don't know what he wants with me but it can't be good.

"Are you comfortable Mr justice" kristoff gave me a fake smile I used to be comforted by.

"Do you really care if I am?" I shot him a glare.

"As blunt as ever aren't we mr justice" his smile twitched in annoyance "I'd watch my tone if I were you dear" he grabbed my chin "you're at my mercy"

I averted my eyes. As much as I hated it he's right

He smirked "you know I was shocked when I discovered you had a child with my brother of all people but I'm happy now. It'll be nice to have a little prodigy" he touched my stomach.

"Don't touch my child" I kicked him hard.

"Don't tell me what to do!" He struck my face. My cheek stung but I still shot him a glare. He sighed "you know I really saw promise in you. It's a shame I'll have to get rid of you along with Mr wright and my sorry excuse for a brother" my eyes widened in fear. Not klavier.

"Now if you'll excuse me I have to return to prison before anyone notices. If all goes well I'll be home by tomorrow" he stood up with a smirk "don't worry though. This gentleman will keep you company" he gestured to a man with scars.

"Hello my dear" he bent down with a pleasant smile "you may call me dakiller. I'll try and make your stay as comfortable as possible"

I watched as he walked away. What do I do now?

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