The Gangleaders broken little

Chapter 2

I groaned slightly as I slowly gained conscious. Pain instantly shot up my neck and back. My eyes slowly fluttered open and saw complete darkness except for one very dull bulb above me. This makes no sense.

Where am I? I think back. Fuck, I was kidnapped! I reloaded that I'm tied to a chair with duck tape over my mouth. I laugh but it comes out muffled. I relaxed and closed my eyes.

Flashbacks are coming back I grip the chair so hard I didn't notice nor hear the door open.

"Oh is the Good girl awake?" Says a male voice. I open my eyes and narrow them at him.

"Your gonna kill the chair if you grip it any tighter," he says with what almost sounds like pity but that's impossible. Have I gone mad already?

Suddenly the lights flick on making me flinch slightly. I turned my eyes to a fucking sexy ass god. I scan him and then look at him to get a good picture. He has a smug look on his face. I just want to backhand him so much.

"Aww is the princess angry?" He asks in a baby voice. I muffle out I'm not a princess but he just ignores me.I hate that word with everything I have ever since shit went down. I then let out a bored muffle. He looks at me surprised that I'm not putting up a fight or a struggle. I just close my eyes again. Then all I felt was a small amount of burning pain.

"Ahhhhhh! Fuck!" I shout at him after I felt him pull the duck tape off. He looked surprised again that I cussed.

"Oh Princess got hurt," he says putting on a fake smile.

"Don't fucking call me that. Now lets get down to business. Who sent you? Did HE send you?" I asked bored while I started to untie myself without notice. He looked shocked then it immediately passed . He started talking.

"One you don't get to tell me what to do, Princess! Two nobody sent me. Now who is HE?" I carefully examine him. Black hair, tan, green eyes and sexy fucking tattoos. His eyes held truth and curiosity.

"Nobody and don't call me princess now who are you?"

"Well Princess, I'm Jason King," says leaning down smiling. Why does that name sound so familiar?

"Ha. Am I suppose to know who you or that name means/is?" I laugh off. He shook his head in disappointment maybe.

"Ever heard of The Kings?" He asks.

"Of course, I know who they are---" then it clicked he was...