The Room

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Natasha's POV

My head is aching. I woke up tied to a chair inside a dark room. OH GOD! How long was I out?

The door opened and light entered the room. Honestly the light blinded me so I can't see the man infront of me.

"Natalya, it's been a while since I last saw you." he said.

That voice...I know that voice from anywhere.

"Ivan?" 

"Ah! Natalya you remembered me. I'm honored."

"How long was I out?"

"Couple of days but that's not the point. The point is my dear, you are here to work for us. Again."

"I am not working for you again. YOU SON OF A BITCH!!"

"I'm not taking a no for an answer. Take her to the room."

Two strong looking men walk towards me dragged me out to take me to a room.

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