JESSICA'S POV ~
"Don't you think she looks irresistible? I'd like to see how she tastes. Can I touch her just a little?" I heard one of my kidnappers ask, which turned my heart cold with dread.
No!
I could feel my body shaking as I lay on the cold tiles, the pain and fear gripping my soul as I pretended to sleep. It had been two hours since they had hit and tortured me at Emma's command. They had left me with a broken right foot and busied themselves playing chess.
My stomach curled in disgust at the thought of these horrible men touching me. I tried to stay still, despite the whimper that nearly escaped my lips.
The one who appeared to be their boss growled, "Just shut the f**k up! I've told you I need that money to flee this country. We're following her orders, and you asshole bette
