𝒯𝒽𝑒𝒾𝓇 𝓁𝑜𝓃𝑔 𝓁𝑜𝓈𝓉 𝓅𝓇𝒾𝓃𝒸𝑒𝓈𝓈

𝒯𝒽𝒾𝓇𝓉𝓎 𝓈𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓃

𝒪𝓁𝒾𝓋𝒾𝒶'𝓈 𝒫𝒪𝒱:

I grab a chair and place it backwards so I'm facing the half beat to death man.

I place my arms on the back of the chair and analyse him.

He speaks up, "Well they were right, you are a pretty little thing aren't you." He smirks.

I think I just threw up in my mouth.

I know I'm pretty.

I didn't need to hear that from him.

I punch him straight in the jaw earning a grunt from him.

"Damn you sure do have a strong punch for a little woman like you."

"What's your name." I spit.

"How's about you get my number instead?" He winks.

"Yeah no. I'd rather eat my own shit." I scoff.

I want to threaten him with something. I just don't know what.

I study his face and go down to his neck.

Then it hit me.

He has tattoos.

People get tattoos of things that are meaningful to them.

BINGO.

I stand up and grab a pair of scissors walking towards him.

I cut down the middle of his black jumper and rip it off.

"You know if you wanted to rip my clothes off you could've just asked, I wouldn't have stopped you." He smirks.

"One, you couldn't anyways because you're tied up. Two, you'd be lucky if anyone wanted to rip your clothes off. You're ugly as fuck." I smile sarcastically.

"You sure do have an attitude. I love it." He smiles showing his dirty teeth.

Ew.

I finally rip off his shirt and throw it away.

I know for a fact my brothers and Greyson are watching this confused as hell.

All of his tattoos are on show. They're mainly all in Russian.

"никогда не предавай семью"
(Never betray family)

"семья - это не всегда кровь"
(Family isn't always blood)

Surely there is a name of some sort.
There has to be.

I try to focus on each tattoo but I'm snapped out of my trance by his voice again, "Are you just going to sit and analyse my body? Fuck me with your eyes? Why did they sent their little bitch in here? You're not even doing anything." His accent strong.

I wait a moment expecting one of my brothers to storm in and rip out his tongue but they never do.

Then I spot it.