Sorcerers

Eternity

C H A P T E R T W E N T Y F I V E

Por's POV

I woke up to the cold concrete, so I immediately sat down and saw the handcuffs in my hand. Handcuffs are still outdated because they are the ones with chains attached to the stones.

I looked around as if I were in a cave. Only torches serve as a light in here. I have a cover on my mouth, and I think it's duct tape.

I screamed, but no voice came out of me. I'm just crying in fear. What are my arrears, vampires plan this again?

Lord, help me, even Ezekiel, help me or anyone ~ I can't do this; I am weak enough to carry these handcuffs.

I could hear footsteps coming, and when I raised my head, they are the ones who came to my apartment.

I saw her smile again, what did I do? And these people do this to me.

"We don't have any problem with you, but our boss has it! Make her suffer!" she commanded.

Then I saw a whip held by a man and slapped me on the thigh.