I don't know how long I've been out. I don't think that long, as I don't see any remains of food that the guard would've brought me if it was close to mealtime. Just the thought of food has my stomach in turmoil. I kept my eyes closed, trying to calm my stomach and head. I kept my breathing even as I focused on keeping my head up. I knew I wouldn't get anywhere if I focused on the pain. I tried to sit up, but it was increasingly difficult. It was hard enough with my arms tied behind my back and my feet tied together. But with my shoulder dislocated and my elbow fractured, it was practically impossible. But I couldn't lay on the floor forever. So I tried my best to offset my weight by avoiding having to use my injured arm. After a few attempts, I finally managed to sit up. I closed my eyes as my head leaned against the cool wall. My head was still spinning, but I had to overcome it. I needed to think of a way out. I couldn't stay here much longer. Now that I knew Kevin and Silvio's p
...Hunter POV...As I entered Sienna's cell, I wasn't sure what to expect. I knew it wouldn't be good. She had starved herself for over a week. But as if that wasn't enough, I had my men rough her up. I had prepared myself for the worst, yet I still felt underprepared when I saw her.She resembled a corpse. No. A corpse had more life in them compared to how she looked. She was quite literally skin and bones. Her body was littered with blood and bruises. Her malnutrition made her injuries appear worse, as she didn't have the energy to help herself heal. It nearly brought a tear to my eye, seeing my precious Mariposa destroyed like this. She barely even registered my presence. It was as if she had already died. I think part of me knew that was a semblance of the truth. She was no longer the determined and strong-willed girl I had once known. My men had torn her apart piece by piece, leaving the ghost of the girl she once was. Despite everything my men and I had done to her, she still
"I knew you would be at the club that night, so I needed a way in. It wasn't hard to convince Ace to let me in. Once I was in, I knew all I needed to do was get your attention. I knew your reputation, and the only way you would even look in my direction was if I forced your hand. I called you out, knowing you would take the bait. Which you did." She admitted.I noticed that her gaze continued to shift from my eyes to Silvio, to a spot in the far corner. I looked over, but couldn't see anything, so looked back at her instead. "Once you jumped in the ring, I knew I managed to grab your attention. I just needed to lock you in. The man that stabbed me was one of my coworkers. The entire fight had been staged to see your reaction. When you tried to save me, I knew I had done my job. Now, the next step was for you to come to me. I couldn't be like other girls. I knew that if I tried to find you, you would keep your distance from me. So instead, I wanted you to come to me."I find my body r
...Kevin POV...So far, my plan was working out perfectly. I was so close to my final goal that I was nearly salivating. Soon, the Stones would get what was coming for them. It was only a matter of time.I waited for Hunter and Silvio to return from the dungeon after Hunter's conversation with Sienna. I knew I couldn't fully trust Sienna to tell the whole truth to Hunter, which is why I had Silvio go down to the cells to watch over them. I waited by the entrance of the Dungeon for Hunter to emerge so I could gather from his expressions how he was dealing with what Sienna told him. If he were calm, I would know that Sienna wasn't convincing enough. However, if Hunter seemed tense, I would know that Sienna did her part.I was absolutely elated to see Hunter absolutely fuming when he came up the stairs. He looked in my direction quickly before storming off in the direction of his office. I couldn't help but smile when I noticed he was also covered in blood."GONZALEZ!" Hunter shouted in
...Javier POV...Many people wonder how I could ever work for someone such as Hunter. However, they don't know our history. While many may see Hunter as a monster, I see him as my saviour. If it weren't for him, I wouldn't be alive today. Like most Colombians, I lived a life of poverty. My father worked as a commercial fisherman. Because of his job, he was often away from our family. My mother worked around the clock at a small diner. For as long as I can remember, my mother has always loved to cook. So one day, my father took out a loan to help build a restaurant for my mom. The investment seemed good at the time, so my mother agreed to the loan. Knowing that we could pay back the money within a couple of years. However, my parents hadn't realized how difficult it was to operate their own business. It didn't help that Los Calaveras made it difficult to pay the money back to them. Scaring off customers and delaying our deliveries to the point my parents were considering filing for ba
When Hunter returned after visiting Sienna in the cells, I could tell something bad had taken place. He looked so defeated. Without saying a word, I knew something was wrong. It was as if he was fighting himself. He looks so defeated and remorseful as if he was second-guessing himself. Out of all the years I've been with him, not once has Hunter ever regretted his actions against someone else. But the man before me now looked haunted, as if he had done something that made him question his own actions. Hunter has always been a man with conviction. Not once doubting his decisions nor actions. But right now, that conviction was wavering. It was almost as though something traumatic must've happened. Making me wonder what caused this reaction. I gasped inwardly, wondering if he had actually killed Sienna. I knew he cared for her. It was evident before any of this happened. But had Kevin successfully managed to turn Hunter against her? Did Hunter kill his opportunity to be loved? I gulped
...Sienna POV...This had to be it. The end was near. I could feel it. I was practically begging for my end to come. It had been at least two days since Hunter attacked me and left me here to die. I knew Hunter's reputation. He was the formidable Reaper. People rarely survived his wrath. Rather, he was given the reputation of the Reaper because of his merciless actions toward his victims. While I know it was just a rouse, to give Hunter time to figure out what was truly going on; I couldn't deny how painful it was to be one of Hunter's victims. I was in sheer agony. The worst part was that I could no longer tell what was even hurting the worst. At first, it was my arm. Then as time went by, everything began to hurt, until soon I was just numb. I know this is mostly due to my loss of blood. I've lost so much blood from my stab wounds, that I can barely keep myself awake. Continuously slipping in and out of a state of unconsciousness. If it wasn't for Javier hooking me up to an IV, I d
"You sick b*stard! Why are you doing this?" I scream out."You know all too well about my motives. So what'll it be? Time's a ticking." Silvio mocks.When I don't answer, an evil gleam appears in Silvio's eyes as he looks at me menacingly. "Why don't I up the anté, huh?" Silvio smirks."Now, you get to be the one to decide his fate." Silvio laughs as I watch as a guard walks into the cell where Ash is being held. Before I even have a chance to ask what's going on, I gasp in horror as the man whips out a knife faster than I can blink and cuts a large slash in Ash's arm, making him yell out in pain. I gasp in shock, only for the guard to make another slice on Ash's leg. My eyes go wide in both fear and realization."I'm sure you're well-versed in torture techniques, so I won't need to explain this to you.""Ling Chi." I comment."Precisely. The death of a thousand cuts. However, as previously mentioned, we're on a bit of a time clock. So I have no desire to dawdle. So instead of a thou