The Firm (on hold & getting put through some serious changes)

Chapter 18

VOTE GUYYSSS =====>

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I stayed silent, fuming and mentally killing this guy in, so far, five different brutal ways.

'I hate you. I hate you so much,' I say quietly my tone like venom that even he flinches slightly.

He gets out of his chair and opens one of the draws taking something out of it then walking back to me. I look at what he was holding and realised it was needle; something that looked like liquid inside it that I knew was some type of drug.

I snarled at him and tried to pull my hands out of the ropes again but it was clearly no use as it just got tighter and tighter by the second. ‘Don't touch me,’ I spat.

He looks at me sadly then back at the needle as he finally stood in front of me and leant against his desk, ‘this’ll only hurt a little bit baby,’ he says quietly, coming forward quickly and messaging my forearm.

I struggle away from him hating needles about as much I hated him. ‘Ana, it’s gonna hurt more if you keep moving,’ he growls.

I finally stop and close my eyes gritting my teeth and thinking about anything but the fact that a tiny silver needle is about to slide into my skin and into my veins to put something most likely made in either someone’s backyard or a random laboratory, filled with things I probably don't even know the name of.

For a few moments there was throbbing pain and as he took the needle out again and I opened my eyes to see the faintest holes my vision started to blur slightly, head heavy. A drug to make me weak and out of it I'm guessing?

'Thorns!' Sheeran bellows and in comes some tough looking guy who seemed to either be second or third in command, my guess third by the way Sheeran yelled out to him like a dog.

'Yes sir?' he asks voice incredibly deep and scary it made me shudder.

'Take her to room 245, call Romeo and make sure he comes to the room, put guards around and be sure to keep her in cuffs. Got it?' He says as if no one can ever change his mind to whatever he says.

Jerk.

'Yes sir.'

'And Ana?' Sheeran says softly looking at me again, 'I'll be looking forward to the next time we meet,' he says, and I'm not sure if it was the way he said it or something I saw flicker across his eyes, but suddenly I was shit scared and couldn't help but wonder what the hell I got myself into.

He eased out of the room and a moment later there was about ten armed men in the room, one of which held a gun to my head as Thorns here cut the rope off my wrists revealing my bright red rope and burn marks I got, only to be covered slightly again by heavy metal handcuffs, though thankfully they didn't put anything on my feet.

'Get up,' one of them ordered.             

I scowled and glared at him.

'Please,' he growls knowing that's exactly what I wanted.

And then I got up like the good girl I am, not a minute later I was upside down on someone's shoulder and of course hating to be man-handled I screamed and wriggled trying to make him put me back down.

'Put me down you big dinosaur!' I screamed kicking my legs about as they all started walking toward the door.

'Shut up,' one says gruffly.

'Put me down this instance or your seriously going to regret it!' I yell but my voice felt weak and quiet that I didn’t like it one bit.

I got a laugh instead. Clearly these men didn't hear what I did to about 100 something or so of the men in this establishment all by myself huh?