Grayson’s POV Slowly, my eyelids peeked open through small blinks before finally stretching completely open to night darkness. It almost didn’t feel as if I opened my eyes at all, there was a dimly lit lamp a few meters away from me, but its light wasn’t sufficient for me to properly perceive my surroundings. Suddenly, as I tried to move certain parts of my body, immense pain reverberated throughout my entire body, causing me to subconsciously let out a scream in response to the anguish. Certain figures began to form and draw closer in response to my screams, my hands and legs which felt bound by some handcuffs or chains, couldn’t support my getaway. As I watched the figures draw closer and closer, the fear that assaulted my heart only grew with each passing moment. One had finally reached me, but it was too dark to make out his face. “Good morning Greyson, How are you now? Are you ready for today? We have a whole lot in store for you as thanks. You don’t know how long we’ve withhel

Jacob’s POV“And then I asked Lizzy if she wanted to come to meet me tonight, but the look on her face was enough to write a thousand-word essay on why she’d rather jump into the pits of hell,” Dylan said stuffing his face with a shortcake as we walked valiantly to our part-time jobs. “I’ve been meaning to say this for a long time, but you’ve got no luck with women. And secondly, why Lizzy? She’s no better than a pick-up girl” I inquired almost feeling concerned. Certainly, I know bad-mouthing others behind and not at them is wrong, but this is Lizzy we’re talking about. The whore. “Man, I don’t even know, it’s like there’s just a part of me that just doesn’t want to let her go,” he said passionately gripping his chest and staring me in the eye; at this point, I’d have to start doubting his sanity. “You do realize the likelihood of her playing around with you and then leaving you for a different guy within a relatively minuscule timeframe is astronomically high right?” I could already

Isabella’s POV“Ughh, the stairs are so long” I complained in a whisper still half-asleep as I walked down the staircase with the kitchen as the destination. My throat felt parched from the usual night gossip I had with Tisha, the itchiness waking me up and forcing me to get a midnight drink. I tread silently to not cause any echoes since I didn’t want to disturb anyone. While going through the hallway, I passed by my father’s study, a room dedicated to him and resources. It was like his haven, his base, you could even call it his special place, the strengthened steel door embroidered with nothing but pure gold in different patterns and designs kept any sound from going in or coming out when locked so literally anything could happen in there and no one would know anything. “I don’t understand what your hesitation is for, Lewan” I suddenly heard a voice coming from the interior of the study. I wasn’t supposed to hear any sounds coming from inside, I turned my gaze to the door handle an