𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐁𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝

4

Mila

It felt like a lifetime had passed before I heard anyone speak. "You know her boss?" Snapping out of my trace I shake his hands off of me anger rising quickly.

"Don't fucking touch me," I shout.

"The more you move the more it hurts." Someone seethe into my ear as I feel my wrists being pulled on.

I let out a pained whimper, I shut my eyes trying to wait for the pain to pass rubbing my hands together I felt a wetness, I was bleeding.

I hear his footsteps stepping closer to me, with nowhere to go I keep my head down until the tips of his shoes are in sight, and my head is slightly touching his chest as he gets even closer.

I can't help but take a deep breath in, he smelled the same...

Stop.

I quickly stop the same flashbacks I've had for years before they erupt in my mind.

"You didn't mind my hands on you before, no?" Asshole.

"Fuck you," I whispered tears wetting my eyes, I knew now he wasn't letting me go, and I'd never see my kids again. I'd never see our kids.

I start to panic realizing that my children's father is standing right in front of me, I'd have to tell him that they're his that's the only way I can get them back.

He gets even closer his lips grazing my ears now, a shudder goes up my spine despite my efforts to not be affected by him, he whispers. "You already did."

I wanted to tell him it was a mistake, but in all honesty, my children are the best thing that has ever happened to me, without them I don't know where I'd be.

I look up at him, not letting the tears leave their designated spots in my eyes, I don't say a word.

"Take her to her room." He says.

I start panicking again. "What?" I quickly reply.

"But boss she has children the mar-"

"Now." He says before leaving the room, I watch his back as he walks away, the tears finally leaving my eyes and my knees weakened, I almost fall before begging dragged up by the knots on my hands and out of the room.

My vision is blurry and so is my mind as I let the men take me up huge stairs and finally into a room where the door locks behind me.

My back slides against the door and my but onto the floor as I begin to sob.

My kids, I have to tell him, I need my fucking kids back I had to.

I stand up and raise my fist to bang on the door before it opens up and two women come in.

"Oh, You're actually not bad looking." One says as she looks over me.

"Lia, you shouldn't talk to the boss's future wife like that, of course, she's pretty." The other says shyly.

I rub the tears off of my cheeks with my palms. "I'm not anyone's future anything, I need to get out of here!" I say.

"Well, there's no point in trying that, you're not going to leave." The one named Lia says as she grabs my arms undoing the knot like nothing and sitting me down in front of a vanity.

"Enough with this crying, you have to look presentable for the dinner tonight." She says as she takes wipes and wipes my face.

Was she serious?

"Dinner? I need to get my fucking kids." I try to get up.

"Don't move, do you want to be killed?" She scolds.