ELI’S POV
I awoke to the sound of a metal door screeching against concrete as it was slowly pushed open. I could barely make out the silhouettes of my friends hanging from chains on the far wall with the metallic scent of blood filling the room. There was no movement except the heavy steps coming from the door behind me. Suddenly, a whip lashed against my bare back. I could feel warm blood slowly flowing downward while my skin began to burn intensely.
“Tell me, are you that horrid man’s underling here to take my beloved due to his inconceivable acts?”, he calmly asked, with a sadistic smile tugging at his lips.
“What are you even talking about?”, I countered.
Something tells me he won’t buy the truth about Ella. She must really have him under her thumb. We just need to hang in there
