It must have been quite a sight for these men to come upon a beautiful woman dressed entirely in white who seemed to be delivered to them on some sort of silver platter, as she looked to each of them with fear and yelled for Maximus as if she was attempting to allow the guests back at her reception to have heard her. But with each try she made to be recovered by her lover, the only voice she heard in return was that of the men advancing towards her.
“You can call me whatever you want sweetheart…” The middle of the three men spoke as Gabriella now whimpered as she could smell the aroma of a lack of hygiene present on each of them men coming at her with a rude force that made her have to repress a dry heave. To shield this response to them as she did not wish to anger them, she simply turn
