52: The Braterstwo

Pov: Bianca

I woke up to someone dumping an entire bucket of water on my head. It felt like I was drowning until it was over.

I was sputtering, coughing, shivering in only a thin tank top and jeans. I blinked away the last of my unconsciousness and looked around me, my heart crawling into my throat.

I was in a dark, dank room filled with angry, scary looking men, tied to a chair with thick heavy ropes around my wrists that could strangle a narwhal.

I recognized the man that I had stabbed, and the man that had knocked me out. Most of the men were leering at me like I was a piece of meat and they were a pack of hungry hyenas.

I was fighting to stay calm but my entire body was frazzled and trembling. What are they going to do to me? How am I going to escape from here?

Andre wasn't coming to save me. He had to be halfway across the world by now and I doubt he would want to drop the very important shit he had going on to come and save my ass.

Alfonso and Antonio were pretty much dead. I c