LARA'S POV;
I don't know how many hours I've been sitting here on this stool and blindfolded. How many times have someone come up to me and talk to me. I've done all the beggings —but I've remained frustrated. Until I felt hungry, right when I heard the door open and footsteps coming towards me.
"Eat up Miss beautiful!" a man smiled at me as he removed my blindfolds.
This is a big man with a big belly and many tattoos on her arms.
"How am I supposed to eat when my hands are tied?" he grinned at me, and he brought his face closer to mine. The smell of his breath was not pleasant, I just turned my face away but I didn't let it be known that I was disgusted by him.
He came closer to me and caressed my face. Until someone else entered with him.
"What are you doing?! We will be held accou
