Chapter 26: He's Gone

I'm all alone in front of this nightmare.

"You know, Sweetie. Your father was a rich bastard stingy with his own daughter." His hands traced my face. I turned my face away from him. "He's a coward, isn't he? He hasn't come to free you for tens of days even though the conditions are so easy. Ten billion dollars is not difficult for a politician like your father, is it?"

"He is bathed in money, full of wealth, but for his child, he doesn't want to spend his money. Too bad." His hand stopped on my neck. I tried to ward off the rough hand that started choking me.

"Get off of me."

"That's all I want, nothing else, and your father didn't fulfill my wish," he whispered. "You know if that pisses me off?" He grabbed my neck harder.

I winced as I caught my breath. No matter how hard I tried to release the hand by hitting it, Loko still didn't move an inch. That man seems to have energy beyond normal limits, or is it just me who is weak?

Damn, I really can't breathe.

"You know my habit when I'm upset? I love to vent my frustration." He brought my face closer to his. "And I want to take it out on you."

A second later, suddenly, he picked me up and threw me into the corner of the room. My head hit the wall, and I fell to the floor. I gasped and tried to breathe as best I could. Pain ran through my body at that moment.

"Wake up, Damn it!" He shouted at me.

Loko approached me and pulled me to my feet. He hit my face so hard I fell again. The bastard spat next to me before he grabbed my clothes.

"You are spoiled too much, both in your palace and here. I think Zo is too kind to you. Maybe I should warn him to treat you like a normal prisoner." Loko whispered in my ear. I groaned in pain and held my throbbing head.

Instantly he dragged me up again and grabbed me tightly. I looked down and tried to release his grip with difficulty.

"Now is the time for the real kidnapping."

Loko dragged me by grabbing me and took me out of the room. He led me down the hall after the hall of this house. Flashbacks of my dream last night seemed to play out vividly. The dream seemed to be a harbinger of the disaster that I was currently facing.

I struggled as best I could and tried to release his grip, which made my head throb violently. It was useless. It didn't budge one bit. No matter how hard I groaned and screamed for help, no one helped me.

Even Keenan.

A few moments later, Loko put me into a room. The room was pitch black at first before a faint light from the light bulb in the corner shone on me. Loko just threw me on the floor

Two men pulled me to stand up straight. I staggered up and thrashed with all my might. They stretched out my arms and tied them with ropes to an X-bar in this room.

I tried kicking their bodies, legs, arms, or body parts, but unfortunately, they are much stronger. Nothing has changed one bit. There they even laughed when they saw me struggling to fight them. I winced in pain. This too strong a bond almost killed me.

"Now, Boss?" asked one of them.

I didn't hear any answer from Loko. I tried to close my eyes to endure the pain all over my body, from head to toe. This pain torments me so much.

Where's Keenan?

A hard smack landed on my stomach. I arched my body from the punch. My eyes opened, and I found Loko in front of me. He rubbed the right hand he had just used to hit me.

"Yes, now," he said. "Remember, don't miss anything."

"Copy that, Boss," said one of his men.

Without any warning, the punch hit my stomach, then my face, lips, head, and almost my entire body. They beat me badly. The bastards ignored my screams of pain. Worse still, they did it with laughter, as if it was a pleasure or a joke.

"Stop it, please," I begged. I closed my eyes as they hit me in the face one more time, really hard. I felt blood flowing from my nostrils.

"Look, the girl is crying!" Loko shouted. He laughed and slapped me hard. My face fell, and a splatter of blood dripped onto the floor. Thick blackish red.

I could feel the hardness of Loko's shoes against my face. The bastard stepped on my face without hesitation. He even pressed his feet so that I vomited blood from my mouth.

"See you later, Sweetie."

Loko pushed me so that I almost fell down. However, the ties in my hands held me so that I only half sat up. He and his men left me in a stuffy room that was locked from the outside.

I felt excruciating pain everywhere. Sweat and tears mixed with blood pooled on my body and face. I cried, unable to bear the pain.

Keenan, where are you? Please come ... Please save me ...

How much I say a prayer, in fact, is useless. He doesn't exist. Keenan did not appear at all.

The memory of his promise to get me out flashed in my mind. Keenan had promised to help me out of here. Where is he currently? Where have the people who have sown attention and made promises to me? Was Loko also going to hit him as he beat me? Was he caught doing good to me?

I gritted my teeth in pain and stinging. In this position, there is nothing I can do. I couldn't move much because my hands were tied up, and my legs felt so weak. My knees shook violently. I can't help it.

And I just collapsed without touching the floor.