Semua Bab Caution to the wind: Bab 11 - Bab 20

Artemis White's POV - TW - Drugs, kidnapping, torture, blood, death. Continue at your own risk.There was no time in this warehouse. Only rhythm. Only impact. Pain. Fist. Pause. Rib. Pause.Boot. Pause. Pressure points. The floor was soaked, slick with water, sweat and blood. I wasn't sure whose anymore. My muscles had finally given out for good thirty or so minutes ago. Maybe it would be better to measure by punches. In that case, my muscles gave out 143 punches ago. My body hung like a marionette with half its strings cut. Another punch. Something cracked. Not the first time, not the last. The breath punched out of me in a sharp wheeze. "Still nothing?" Baldy grunted, wiping his knuckles with a stained cloth. He and brown-hair were taking turns now, trying to come up with ideas. Ones that would keep me alive but also inflict pain. "You're one stubborn bitch" he grit out. I coughed. Blood spat from my mouth in red flecks across the floor. Just more to add to the load I've lost.

Artemis White's POV - TW - Drugs, kidnapping, torture, blood, death. Continue at your own risk.It was dark again. Not the gentle dark of sleep or dreams. This was vast. Endless. Empty.This was a void, and I was floating in it. No pain, no worries, no thoughts. Just silence. Then, she appeared. "They're hurting her", she stated. Her voice cracked a little, overwhelmed by emotion but trying to keep it in. "Are you going to let them keep hurting her? Are you going to keep hiding?" She asked me, genuinely. She was going to respect my answer even if it was the wrong one.I crinkled my nose slightly "I tried," I whispered. "I wanted to wait. To be strong and smart. To be calm. Be good. I wanted to wait and be rescued." I told her."It got us chained from the ceiling while they tortured the first ever friend we made", she said. She wasn't angry or shouting. She was trying to reason with me, use logic and facts. I winced. I could hear a sound. Not in my ears - In my bones. Even now, I cou

Third Person POV Artemis awoke to darkness. Pain. Voices that sounded so close and yet so far away, seemingly muffled by water. The beeping sound that wouldn't stop, and the buzz in her ears like a fly had invaded her knowledge box. She groaned, her eyes closed, still, her face twisting in pain. She could vaguely make out someone calling her name softly, but someone else yelling across the room. Every inch of her body pulsed as though it had been run over by a freight train - each time her heart thumped against her chest, images invaded her mind of the fists she endured. Her head was throbbing so loudly, so aggressively, with disjointed memories. The dry taste of drugs mixed with the refreshing but sour lemon water, the cold sting of metal chaining her in place like a feral animal. The hands of grown men, balled into fists, wailing on her as if she were some traitor. The knife that shredded her back like mere paper. Lillian was begging for help, screaming, pleading. And that dark

Artemis White's POVI sat quietly at a polished oak table in the private room of the restaurant I promised to take Cole to. I'd been waiting for thirty minutes, and the hidden reporters had captured it all. In my earpiece, I could hear Ace snorting as he watched the live reports. Given how I looked and my previously reported injuries, the media were painting me as a pitiful and dedicated girlfriend. It's exactly what I wanted. But in that silence, I couldn't help but think about the recent events of my life. It felt like everything was falling apart - Cole cheating, my kidnapping and torture, my injuries and blindness. It was...Enough to break me. But I couldn't let it. Not now. Not yet. I had too much to do. I know for a fact I looked the picture of innocence and elegance. Ace had done a wonderful job, and my posture and expression only fueled the fire. I sat quietly, looking anxious that he wouldn't arrive, my hands resting in my lap as my fingertips delicately traced the fabric o

Third-person POVAlec stood leaning against the wall, staring at Artemis, who was still deep asleep. It was just shy of 6 am.Killian sat in the chair beside her bed, going through paperwork, and Helios was still curled protectively around his sister, the two of them snoozing peacefully. Alec's phone pinged, drawing the attention of both Alec and Killian. He quickly checked it and received an ETA for the team: 5 minutes out. He straightened up and walked over to Killian, whispering that he needed to go and pick his team up from the entrance. Killian gave a sharp nod and went back to his paperwork, his eyes narrowed at it as if he wanted to pummel it. Alec walked out of the room and down the hall to the elevator...But he paused outside a room with a blank name slate. The door was closed, but he couldn't stop his curiosity. Quietly, he opened the door and cautiously walked in. Lying there was Apollo. He was beautiful, so much like his mother. Alec frowned at how thin he was, thanks t