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My life was just a privilege , it was a cube in which only i lived in. Nothing from the outside came in through the stone brick walls of the cube, keeping me safe from whatever was out there. I dwelled in what i thought was happiness, getting all i wanted, living a sheltered life, crazy about love as any other girl and always being called a Princess. But then there was a crack, and it grew bigger in seconds before shattering the little cube that i had been living in, and ever since then my life has never been the same for me, Oralie. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . It had been the day that she would eligible to marry and it was her 16th birthday. It was the only day that the streets were filled with banners of every colour, people were laughing and singing, and it was the day when the man she loved would come home. However his present for her was nothing she ever expected, and it tore her life apart.
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I never thought my life would be like this; trapped in a dark room and scared for my life. A blindfold was wrapped around my head, covering my eyes, making me completely blind and on high alert. My breathing was ragged and I could smell the mold that was most likely covering most of the room. My hands were tied behind my back, my feet tied together and I was sitting on the floor, propped up against a wall. I heard a slight shuffling across the room that was coming closer to me. I tried my hardest to keep my breathing under control to seem confident and fearless, but in reality, I was shitting my pants and squealing like a scared little girl on the inside. To say I was terrified was a drastic understatement. I was petrified, shaking with fear, but they were not going to know that. "Who are you?!" I demanded. If I was going to die, it would be with the name of my kidnapper. A voice boomed closely to me, "Well, if I told you that, this wouldn't be any fun." **************** Skylar James, a 24 year old girl, is kidnapped by a very well known gang who has a vendetta against her family. In an attempt to find light in her situation, she makes friends with one of the members. Logan Grant was forced into the gang at the young age of 16. He was abused until he became emotionless and ruthless, so that one day, he could rule the gang. Everything was going smoothly until Skylar is brought in. With a blindfold wrapped around her head, he instantly feels bad for her, though he cannot show it. Afraid of getting caught, he shows no emotion while others are around. Though, behind closed doors is a whole other story.

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