Trigger Warning: Short account of SA below. I do not support these actions, on this count, it is essential to the plot. Three women walked into the room and a man stood by the door. With rattles and clacks, Isadora was freed from the chains that bound her and she slumped into the arms of another lady, too weak to hold herself up. Isadora heard a grunt and felt herself being taken up on a shoulder. Unable to keep track from a blank mind, the next thing she could decipher was being kept in a mass of water. "Hnng~" Isadora winced from the scrubbing done on her body. Although hazy, bit by bit she was becoming more aware of her surroundings. She vaguely heard a whisper, 'Don't resist and it won't hurt as much'. After the bath, she was clothed in a white nightdress and left to sit in a room. Isadora's fingers twitched with anxiety. She did not want this. Whatever was going to happen, she hated it. She should leave...escape! her mind screamed. Her fingernails dug into the palms of her

It was the same energy, exactly how Isadora pictured it. The night club dubbed bar had flashing colorful lights, the smell of sweat formed under expensive perfumes, the strong energy of people who had only come here to forget about a thing or two and the seemingly endless supply of liquor as all too familiar it took control to not shudder in irritation. In all, Vallea's excitement was something she couldn't relate to. What was so special about being in a place just like any other bar but more overpriced with a let more pretentious crowd?It was Vallea's birthday, going with this for her sake should be simple enough. Isadora plastered on her most practiced smile, a move not even Vallea could see through, gushing over her surroundings, "Happy Birthday Vallea!"With her arms stretched out, she handed over a small branded paper bag to which her dear friend dug into immediately."Oh my gosh. You didn't have to, this is exactly what I wanted! How did you know?" Vallea smiled, impatiently o

Isadora slowly regained consciousness to the feeling of the cold hard floor against her skin. The sickening scent of blood filtering into her nostrils pushed her further from her semi conscious state.Where was she?In a split second memories of her ordeal from leaving the red bar came flooding. She was caught by the third man in pursuit of her and he had knocked her unconscious. Has she been kidnapped?Isadora had her eyes slightly open to access her environment without being noticed."She is awake, boss." Someone announced."I can tell," came a grunt, "Fix her up."Two men approached Isadora in an attempt to hold her in a more suitable position. To leave so many openings that must have assumed she was docile."Idiots." Instantaneously Isadora got on her feet and had punched the nearest person so hard on the face, he contacted the ground immediately. The second who was much more alert now was less easier to handle. He swooped in to subdue her whilst she dealt with the first but she

"You can leave Mateo.""Yes Lord Vincent," He bowed in respect and left, closing the door behind him.Vincent sat across a large desk a few feet away from the door. It held piles of daunting paperwork. He seemed busy scribbling on some of it and at intervals stamping them.Isadora looked around the place. Much to her surprise, the room held many decorations in bright colors with the nostalgic aesthetic of a teenage boy's typical bedroom excluding shenanigans.The bedroom had two beds, one was large and as mighty as the owner himself, and the other layed low at the far corner of the bedroom, a sharp miserable contrast to the main bed Isadora looked at the lower bed, it was where he took her so roughly last name night. She shut her eyes close fighting the painful memory reminding herself of one thing. She must survive this place!"Kneel" He commanded.Plopping one leg after the other, Isadora obeyed silently. Hyper aware of the red button on the desk.Vincent stood from where he sat, a

"You've arrived very early. Are you done with the affairs of the green viper"Sienna sighed within. As usual, Vincent only carries a serious demeanor and focus on work related things. He doesn't notice other beautiful details or have the time to appreciate the little pleasures of life. Did he even notice she is dressed so nicely just for him?Vincent was the most affected of the TS siblings, his story is one even till this day, her mouth is heavy to speak about. His demons are amassed to a quantity he might never be able to overcome. Clouding his mind, his sanity, and reality. Sienna is part of the only people that know about this, the only ones who really knows the man behind the mask."I miss my fiance, so I hurried up with my task so I can see you now."Fiance.That left a sweet aftertaste in her mouth. To own such a great man exclusively, what greater thing can she ask for in this life. One of her greatest wishes is manifested, she is engaged to the only person she both greatly fe