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Caleb slowly pulled back and pushed the tip of his gun up my inner thigh. I struggled against the ropes, trying to scream through the gag. But all my efforts were useless. He laughed as he pressed the gun against the constraints of my pants between my legs.

I stopped moving and glanced down. His men were also laughing, and I wished I had a gun.

“Maybe we should teach you what a real man is,” Caleb said glancing at his men as he moved the tip of the gun up and down.

Turning back to me he leaned in again and started undoing the buttons of my top. Once they were all undone, he trailed a line down my center with the tip of his gun. As he passed between my breasts, he stopped. He shoved the gun forcefully left and right before moving further down.

I felt a sharp pain radiating through both breasts. A new flood trailed down my cheeks as I closed my eyes forcing my mind to another place.

I was panting as I tried to fill my lungs with air. “Bring the bucket,” Caleb said glancing over his shoulder at Scarface. Obeying Caleb, Scarface quickly stepped out of sight and returned shortly with a big black bucket.

“Let’s see if your body likes something cold, as cold as you, I suppose,” Caleb said as he stood and shoved his chair backward. One of the men to his right stepped in and took one side of the bucket. Scarface and the other man pulled the bucket back and chucked the content at me.

Water and ice struck my body, sending shivers and a shocking burning sensation through my senses. I was drenched from my head to my feet. I felt some of the ice settling on my breasts, my hips, and between my legs.

The ice on my bare skin burned as it lay there. Shivering within my constraints my tears flowed freely, my heart ached as my lungs struggled. I hung my head as the room filled with laughter. Caleb stepped back in and using the tip of his gun, he pushed my top down over my shoulders.

I felt dirty and wanted nothing but Sergei’s arms and a hot shower. Closing my eyes, I tried to leave my current situation and travel to a place of safety. I managed to clear my mind and enter Sergei’s home. Our home. I saw him standing at the fridge offering me some snacks. Everything went black suddenly.

It didn’t last long. My eyes sprung open as Caleb started pulling my bra straps over my shoulders. Feeling his fat fingers caressing my neck and shoulders made me tremble even more. My stomach turned as vomit pushed its way up my throat.

Shrieking into the gag I wished I had stayed home instead of going out today. Glancing around the room, all the men’s eyes were on me. They were enjoying the show, some more than others I noted as a couple licking their lips.

Feeling Caleb’s breath on my neck pushed everything inside me up. I felt like I was bursting at the seams. My body shook as liquid pushed its way out through the gag.

There was a loud shrieking sound. Vaguely, I saw the double doors of the warehouse being shoved open. The air around me filled with bullets flying in all directions. I quickly scanned the room as the Morozov family kept piling in. I was searching through the family for Sergei.

Caleb was still standing behind me, his hand over my shoulder. His fat fingers were lying half between my breasts with his thumb on the nipple of my right one. Everything occurred so quickly that I was sure he couldn’t comprehend what was happening. He seemed frozen behind me.

As the family started spreading out, I saw him. My eyes met Sergei’s as he walked in. His eyes filled with a deep fire locked on me. I have never seen him like this. Whatever was happening in his mind was taking control of him. I felt my body convulsing again, my vision blurred.

In that instant, it dawned upon me. He is the one, he is the man I want. I love him with all I am, and I want to spend the rest of my life with him. My love for him has grown beyond reason, and we must get out of this.

I wanted to tell him how much I wanted him. I saw him step closer, then the room was spinning. Opening my eyes again, I saw his face; he was saying something, but I couldn’t make it out.

I tried opening my eyes, but it felt like they were glued shut. I could hear murmuring, but it sounded far away. My body felt cold, and I was moving, but it didn’t feel like I was moving by myself. My mind swirled as white clouds flew through the blackness.

Even though I could not see or hear clearly, I sensed Sergei’s presence. I felt calm in all the chaos that was seemingly in my mind. Through the darkness and clouds, I saw a light. My mind was in two as uncertainty settled in my heart.

Chapter 27 - Sergei

“Sergei,” Roman said after a brief pause.

I turned and looked at him, shifting my focus back to our conversation.

“Situations like these,” he said glancing at Ivan. “They can change unexpectedly in the blink of an eye. You have to always be ready for anything.”

Roman took out his gun, pointing it at the ground between us. “When handling a gun, there are a couple of things to keep in mind,” he said looking at me.

“Never point it in a direction you are not sure of or wave it around pointing nowhere specifically.”

“Okay,” I replied hastily.

Roman tilted his head. “I am not done; these are important things to know. Please listen carefully, we are not playing cops and robbers anymore.” He said, grinning at me.

“I know, I am listening,” I replied, shifting in my seat.

“You never keep your finger on the trigger unless you are ready to shoot. You keep your finger straight and once you find your target, you aim, fold your finger in, and squeeze,” he said, demonstrating with his gun.

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