The Don's Sweetener [18+]

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"How..how do you know?" I rasp out. My throat dry from the tension and worry.

With wobbly fingers I reach for my phone inside my purse.

"Can you lose them?" I ask the car turns once again. We are no where around home.

"I am trying as much as I can, ma'am..." The driver grits out.

I find my phone and unlock it, finding Aless number through my call list and press call

"Hey, look out!" I yell for the driver, he tries to turn the car away from the black SUV coming straight at our way.

But even though our car turns, the one at our front doesn't.

It hits my car with tremendous force.

I think, I haven't felt this scared before.

My heart hasn't pumped this fast before.

My breathing was never this quick.

One I feel my head down and then up and then down again before we are thrown away with another force.

I gasp a breath out.

Shit.

My brain wobbles.

I move my hand toward the side of my head.

It comes out read and sticky.

Blood.

I try to blink open my eye.

But they don't.

The last thing I hear is the broken car door throw open and a familiar face comes into view.

She smugly smiled down at me. "At last mine, little bitch!" She grits out.

I blink my heavy eyes open.

I huff of air leaves my chest.

My eyes open and the throb on my head appears.

I groan lifting my head up.

I am in a sitting position, my hands don't move. My legs are secured.

I groan at being restrained as I move my hands and feet violently. But the materials holding my legs and hands together cuts right into my skin making me groan out in pain.

My lungs dry. My brain isn't working at all.

But the sudden splash of water forces my eyes open.

I gasp out at the force and coldness of the liquid.

"You've slept enough, slut!" I hear a women's voice.

I blink twice, letting my eyes adjust to the bright light in the room.

It was a plush room and in front of me stood, Jasmine.

The fuck!

"Yeah?" She snickered. "remember me?"