A New Game of Chess

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I woke up and saw nothing but black. I also realized it was harder to breathe. I tried to move but I felt that my hands and legs were tied up.

Am I dreaming?

Then I heard commotion and voices around me.

"What the fuck do we do now?" One of the voices said.

Oh yeah my drink.

"Boss said not to harm ha you dumbass." The guy that spoke had that stereotypical Jersey accent that you would hear in movies.

"I didn't purposely drop her." Once I heard that he dropped me, I started to feel a pain in my back.

Got damn what type of after shock shit is this!

I tried not to move from all the pain I felt but my attempt failed.

"Yeah you clumsy as-" Jersey paused, "She just twitched. She's awake." I froze. I wanted to try to hear what their plan for me was but it was too late.

"Hey bitch, we know you're awake, don't try to play dead now," the clumsy one said as he pulled the bag off my head. I was blinded by the light that I was now exposed to. It took me a few seconds for my eyes to adjust to the new lighting and environment around me. I blinked a few times before looking around to capture my surroundings.

I was in a small room with black walls and a vibrant red flooring. The floor looked soft enough for you to roll in it, not that it mattered, and the black walls were covered in small designs. There was a black chandelier above me that lit up the room. I was tied up to a chair that matched the walls. There were no windows and a single door.

I then met my eyes with two very tall men who looked like they were in their late 40's. One was very muscular, possibly a bodybuilder, and the other looked scrawny. Both men shared similar features like black hair and green eyes, so I assumed they were related in some sort of way.

"Wow she's a beauty." They stood there mesmerized. "Not to mention those lips. So...plump."

"I'd fuck her right now if it wasn't for boss." the bodybuilder guy said. I cringed in disgust from his use of words.

"Fucking pervert." I whispered under my breath.

"The hell did you say!" he strode towards me and grabbed my face forcing me to look at him. I stared back at him unfazed (even though I was terrified).

"But did I lie?" I smirked. He gripped my face even harder causing me to wince. He was forced to let go when Jersey pulled him away from me.

"Hey dumbass didn't I just tell you we weren't allowed to hurt ha? Boss will kill us if there's a bruise on ha body." The bodybuilder let out an inhuman growl.

Who the fuck are they working for? And why am I so important to him...I guess we'll neva known *in kanye's voice*

I chuckled from my thoughts. They both stopped arguing and turned to me with confused faces. I then cleared my throat to disrupt the awkward silence.

"So where are you taking me to?"

"Like we'll tell you." Jersey scoffed.

"Okay...then who are you taking me to?"

"Hey! You're not supposed to be the ones askin' the questions."

"Then let me make things easier for you, why did you kidnap me?"

"Why do you have so many damn questions? Don't you see the situation you're i-" Jersey was interrupted by the door opening.

A tall blonde man walked in and said, "The car's ready. Take her out." The two men nodded and proceeded to move towards me. I frowned as they began to untie me from the chair and re-tie my hands and legs. Jersey put a blindfold around my eyes while the bodybuilder guy proceeded to lift me and put me on his shoulder. I tried to fight back, but my attempts were useless.

I was thrown into what I could assume was the car, but being thrown made me hit my head and pass out again. Those bitches didn't know what being gentle was.

A couple of hours later, I woke up to the car finally coming to a stop. The silenced engines made me anticipate what would happen, and to my prediction, the car door opened and I was swung over someone's shoulder again. Then they began walking at a fast pace.

"Hey, can you guys be gentle next time you throw me? That shit hurt." I spoke out. They didn't tape my mouth, so I used that to my advantage.

"Shut up," one of them demanded.

"I thought you guys weren't supposed to hurt me, and here we are." I scoffed.

"Shut up."

"I'll make sure to show your boss the bruises you guys made on my bod-"

"I said shut up bitch!" Moments later, I felt a sharp sting on my right ass cheek.

"WHAT THE FUCK?!" I shouted. "DON'T YOU EVER FUCKING SLAP MY ASS AGAIN! YOU'RE THE DEVIL'S CHILD! OOU I KNEW I SHOULDA READ MY BIBLE! I SWEAR I WILL WHOOP YO ASS WHEN MY HAND AND LEGS ARE UNTIED-"

"Tony, get the damn tape!"

Of course Jersey's name was Tony.

"I HATE THE BOTH OF Y'ALL! YOU KNOW WHAT? FUCK YOU, FUCK YA DAUGHTER, FUCK YA GRANDMOTHER, FUCK YA GREAT GREAT GRANDMOTHE-"

"Shut the fuck up!" Tony spoke this time while slapping duct tape over my mouth. I let out a frustrated scream, but it was muffled by the tape.

The rest of the walk was mostly silent excluding my occasional tantrums and death threats. I heard Tony would occasionally whisper something in the bodybuilders other ear. My stomach was starting to hurt from being slouched over bodybuilder's shoulder for so long. Every step he took only made it hurt even more.

We eventually arrived in a building after I heard the echoes of the two men's footsteps. We came to a stop and one of them knocked on a door. But I noticed that the knock was displayed in a certain rhythm. It was as if it was some sort of code. Yeah I've watched too many crime films.

"Come in." the voice said. The voice was deep and husky, yet seductive and villain-ish.

Got damn! His voice is sexy as hell.

The men proceeded to open the door and the bodybuilder threw me onto a soft cushion.

"Be careful with her boss, she's quite talkativ-"

"When did I ask you to speak." His voice was very powerful and demanding. I internally smirked.

Imagine how he sounds in the bedroom- let me stop.

"Sorry boss." Tony murmured. "We'll leave now." And just like that, the door shut leaving the sexy voiced man and I alone.

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