Chapter 4

SELENA'S POV

Whispers?

Someone was whispering something close to me.

"I'm sorry Rose." I begged as she approached me with bloodshot eyes full of vengeance, aiming her gun at me while I screamed.

"Rose, please forgive me!"

"Shut your tramp, you piece of shit!" A male's voice cursed, and I woke up with a start, immediately feeling a horrible headache afterward.

My eyelids felt heavy, and my head was spinning; it felt like it would split in two any moment from now.

However, I slowly recollected the events of my wedding day and eventually, my kidnap.

My eyes grew wider as I recalled the terrible dream I just had. Rose had been determined to end my life in that dream.

But waking up to reality made me feel somewhat grateful for life. At least, no one was pointing a gun to my head at the moment.

Well, I immediately regretted the thoughts when I finally got a clear view of my environment and situation.

My hands were tied against a pillar, and I was seated on the bare floor with my back resting on the pillar and hands tied behind it.

My wedding dress was in ruins, but that wasn't the problem at the moment.

I raised my gaze to see two of the masked men that abducted me, looking down menacingly at me.

"W-who are you guys, and why are you doing this to me?" I summoned courage to ask, while trying to release my wrists from the rope strongly tied around them.

One of the men chuckled and squatted down before me, trailing his hand on my face. "You're so beautiful," he said in Italian, and I shifted my face away from his hand, but that got him pissed. "How dare you, lowly bitch, try to act so arrogant and mighty? You haven't properly realized your situation, right?"

He grabbed my face forcefully, tilting my jaw upwards in a demeaning way. I gritted my teeth as I glared daggers at him.

"Oh, she's glaring," the other man laughed.

"Her fierce look is somewhat sexy, don't you agree?" The one holding me chuckled, leaning his face even closer, and I almost puckered because of how foul his breath smelt. Damn! I've had enough.

Luckily, I was able to free my hands from the pillar. I angled my right knee upwards and gave a powerful kick to the stupid fool's balls, causing him to scream in pain and let go of my face. Then I wasted no time in standing upwards and sprinting towards what looked like the exit door of the storehouse.

But I hadn't gotten close enough to even touch the handle when I was pulled backward by another masked man who had suddenly come out of what looked like a room in the storehouse.

His grip on my hair was too tight; it hurt severely. But that wasn't all...

Next thing I knew, my body was sent flying across the room, making me collide into a glass table I hadn't initially noticed.

The force of my landing caused the glass table to shatter in the same moment I felt an unexplainable wave of electrical stimulating head rebooting pain that rushed through my head and all over my body.

And then I felt something wet and sticky trickle down my head. Blood... Oh, Selena, how could you be so unlucky?

I wasn't spared a chance to recover from the fall when a hard fist smashed into my face, almost making me go blind as I simultaneously felt another powerful kick to my stomach. I coughed out blood. Yet, that wasn't all...

A masked man was kicking my body intensely against the floor with his hard-heeled shoes. I gasped breathlessly as I swallowed hard, my saliva tasting like hot tasteless glue. I screamed out tears, trying hard to get away from them.

In an instant, I broke loose, but the next moment they were already slamming my head against a door, the effect of my pains causing me to scream out in agony. I fell to the cold hard floor with a loud thud. I was in severe pain and almost twisted my elbow. Blood spurted from my nose, trickling down to my lips while my heart pounded violently against my chest as though it would rip it apart.

“I should get a piece of you goddamn stubborn forsaken bitch." The masked man I had kicked said, before proceeding to unbuckle his pants.

"Don't dare." The masked man who had grabbed me by the hair intervened. I knew his gaze was fixed on me even though I couldn't see his face. "We're not supposed to harm her in that way.” He said, and for a split second, I was grateful for that intervention.

His gaze seemed to travel over my body as he slowly stepped closer. I subconsciously tried to move my body backward, but the pain from all the beatings and injuries made it harder to do so. My whole body felt bruised, and my white dress was now unsightly and mostly stained dark red with my blood.

Could this be Rose's manner of paying back at me? It can't be! She wasn't such a horrible person. Was this how my life's going to end today? I may never get to see my family again. I might never even see Jake again.

Jake? How could my heart be so stupid to think of him at this moment? If he hadn't abandoned me by that bridge, I would never have been in such a situation.

"Relax," he chuckled darkly, "I won't hit you again. But that's if you're very cooperative with me," he squatted in front of me and slowly watched me.

"W-who...who s-sent you? W-why...why are you doing this to me?" I managed to ask as tears rolled down my cheeks.

"Oh, no, don't cry." He said in a false sympathetic voice. "A gorgeous bride as you're is supposed to be having an awesome time with her groom, but look at you now," he chuckled darkly again, "we can agree that..."

Suddenly, there was a loud sound outside, a car had just seemingly driven in. The masked man jumped to his feet instantly, just in the same moment a phone in the pocket of his black leather jacket beeped. I watched as he retrieved it with his gloved hand.

Shortly afterward, there was an exchange of glances between all three men, and the next moment, they were all gone from the warehouse, with such speed I never imagined possible.

I had barely let out a breath I didn't know I was holding when I sighted the silhouette of a man walking into the storage room. As he got closer, it turned out to be Jake, and a wave of relief instantly washed over me.

"J-jake," I called in a shaky voice filled with some relief, while I tried to get off the floor.

Without a word to me, he lifted me from off the floor, and while I stared into his eyes with tears glistening in mine, he walked with me in his arms. The next moment my body came in contact with something soft and that's when I realized we were in a room and he was lowering me to the bed.

And then, something strange happened, so strange it was that I was momentarily frozen. He was undoing my dress! And he seemed so strange and didn't look like he was in his right state of mind. I struggled beneath his huge frame as his hands suddenly clamped on my breasts while his lips met mine.