Sari’s POV
I was being lifted up by one of the men with my limbs caged. My throat hurts from constantly screaming and it looks like, I have lost my voice.
The irritation in my eyes due to drying of my tears; reminded me of Matt.
A heavy leave of my chest let out a sigh that was somewhere there in me.
“Throw her in the room and go find if the event has started or not.” Said one to the man who carried me.
I made no attempt to move since my whole body felt like being hit with a truck. My lips were dry. And so was my throat.
“Don’t be reckless. The boss wants us to treat her fairly because she is pregnant. For some reason he wants the kid unharmed.” My eyebrows knit at the new knowledge.
“You sure about this man? I don’t think the Mafia leader would want a bastard!” The man set me
