Chapter 12 B

Monica's pov

*Exile*.

"Let's tie her up, boss," another of his men said to him.

I tried to resist, but it was of no use. I was already in their hands.

"Yes, just do that right away and do it tight so she will not try to escape," the man replied.

His men bent down to tie me down. "Make sure not to try anything stupid; if you are cool, we will be cool with you," one of his men spat at me.

I lay still as they tied me down with strong ropes, and they never considered my situation. They would only use me for their own gain.

"You are tying up a helpless and wounded woman. You guys have no shame." I sneered at them.

Their leader walks towards me and looks straight at me, saying, "Well, as for the record, you don't look helpless to me. So don't try to act like one," he said.

"You should let me go; I owe you nothing," I replied.

"Hmmmm, well, that is good news. Since you owe us nothing. Then we will give you up for something," he says as he laughs uncontrollably.

"So you think that you will ge