Jaxen How long has it been? A few minutes? Hours? More? Gosh. I’ve lost track of time and to me; that’s the deadliest thing ever. To ever lose track of time means you have no idea what may come next. I’ve been stuck on this chair, blindfolded, without food and water. Aside the fact that I rejected the tray of food brought to me, this asshole should have at least brought food to me or have his men give me water. I know my stubborn ass wouldn’t believe it’s not been poisoned but whatever. I imagine I’m in an abandoned warehouse. From the sounds of it, the way the door jars open, the lack of people around, I think I’m right.My captivity has been anxiety-inducing. I still have no idea where this is or who planned this.This asshole who calls himself Jack dumped me here under the watch of his men, and left.He said something about needing to attend a meeting but that’s not my business. I just want to know why the fuck i’m here and how to leave here. “Hi there,” a voice said, pulling
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