Chained

Sheila's Pov.

Fear. I feel fear when my body is backing towards the edge. His dark eyes are taunting me right before he pushed me over, making me fall against the unknown.

I try to scream. I wanted to fight him before the fall, but I can't control my body anymore. I am watching myself from the outside, yet I am feeling everything that is happening to me. The feeling of something blocking me from taking back the control again. It's real. I can't bring myself back again when I see myself fall. I tried to close my eyes before I crashed down on the surface. But I can't; I am gasping for air to fill up my lungs. The pressure over my chest increases and holds me down, and I feel hands on my body pulling me under the surface. My mind is screaming for them to let me go. I try to breathe, desperate for air, but I am slowly suffocating. I can't see anything, only darkness around me, and I am feeling the evilness that is holding me down, slowly choking me to death.

I woke up in a panic, my pulse was so high, and I could feel my heartbeat increase at a rapid speed. I tried to sit up, but my arms and legs were being stretched out, and I felt the coldness of metal linger against my skin around my ankles and wrists.

He had me chained down to the bed, and I was naked under a blanket lying on top of me, barely covering my exposed body. I searched around me with narrowed eyes, but it was too dark to see, and I could scarcely see the contours of the room.

The chains were hard pressed against my skin, and the panic pulsed through my body. "It's no use for you to fight; you will not get out of them no matter how hard you try," Zion's raspy voice spoke from the darkness. I felt the shivers creep over my naked body for fear of what he would do to me now. I couldn't place where in the room he was standing, which was terrifying. The thought of knowing that he was watching me lying here on the bed, defenseless to his wicked desires, made me cry on the inside.

The tension in the room was slowly building up, like the walls were holding in a breath, waiting for the move he would make. He had me, right there on the bed, chained up.

The silence we're slowly getting to me, making me fearful for my own life. I winched when I felt the weight from his body sitting down on the madras next to my left side. My eyes had slowly adjusted to the darkness now, and I could see him leaning over me with his gaze at my body as he pulled off the blanket. He began to caress my legs with the palm of his hand. He hummed on a melody that hung in the air between us.

The hair rose on my neck. And then his phone went off and started buzzing from his pocket, and I released a breath that I had hold.

"What is it now?" He expressed his anger while holding one hand resting on my thigh, slowly grasping around it and the other one clenched around his phone.

Moments later, his body stiffens, and he was radiating anger now and I felt his nails pierce into my skin.

"Fuck, do what you have to do; I'll get there fast, hold your ground." He answered with a cold tone in his voice before hanging up.

"Looks like your brother is in town. I will take care of him first before I come back here and play with you, honey." He breathed out with amusement in his eyes. He smacked my leg with his hand before he got up and left the room, locking the door this time.

I was powerless at this moment. The only thing I could do was pray a silent prayer that Vladi would come and get me out of here. I yanked my hands and feet, trying to get myself free. But as Zion had said, it was pointless to even try. My mind was still heavy from whatever he had been giving me, and I barely had any strength left in me.

"Sheila?" I heard a familiar voice whisper my name through the darkness. "Ricky?" I answered in an uncertain voice. Shit. I must be dreaming. My face was hit by the rays of a flashlight that found its way through the darkroom, and I heard footsteps enter the room behind it.

"Oh, Sheila, what has he done to you?" He mumbled, and then I saw Ricky's gentle face through the dark, and he reached down and put the blanket back to cover my body.

"Find the key, Dima." He commanded, and I spotted the guy who had handed me the note before was standing behind him. He nodded in reply and started to go through the drawers by the nightstand.

"Found them." He exclaimed triumph seconds later and gave it to Ricky, who instantly started to unlock the chains from my body. He wrapped the blanket around me before he lifted my body up into his arms and held me in a steady grip.

"Boss, ona u menya!" [Boss, I have her.] I heard Ricky say while he walked out from the room into the hallway. "Da, boss. YA vizhu tebya v aeroportu."[Yes, Boss. I see you at the airport.] He replied, and I saw that he had a tiny earpiece in his ear.

He left the building, carrying me in his arms and the other man walked in front of us with his gun in his hands, ready to aim and shoot anyone who could interfere.

We rushed towards a black SUV and Ricky put me in the backseat before both men jumped quickly into the front seats. Seconds later Ricky started the engine and drove off with fast movements.

"Ricky, should you really drive? Consider your history..." I Mumbled from the back and heard Ricky chuckle in response, and the other man glanced back at me and smiled. "He is a terrible driver, isn't he?" He added and nodded my way before he turned away again.

"Well, I have not driven with such a precious passenger in the car before, so I will do my best to get us to the airport in one piece," Ricky said, and I could see him smile in the rear-view mirror. I pulled the blanket tighter around my naked body. My body began to shiver from the cold air in the car.

"There are clothes in the bag on the seat next to you. Get dressed; we will look away," Ricky mumbled and then tilted the rear-view mirror away from his sight. I grabbed the bag and saw a pair of sweatpants and a hoodie in it. I quickly pulled the clothes onto me and sighed in relief of feeling the clothes cover me up.

"I am dressed now." I stutter and then got my seat belt on. Ricky nodded and quickly adjusted back the rear-view mirror. We drove for a while before Ricky started to shout, probably talking into his earpiece.

"Chto znachit boss upal? On zastrelen? Kakogo khrena vy vse sdelali? Vasha zadacha - zashchitit' nashego bossa." [What do you mean Boss is down? Is the shot? What the fuck did all of you do? Your job is to protect our Boss.]

I froze immediately when I heard the word boss and shot.

"Ricky, was going on? Is Vladi okay?" I asked and waited for the dreaded answer. There was silence in the car before Ricky spoke again.

"Net, vy ne mozhete ostavit' yego tam tol'ko potomu, chto priyekhali kopy. Vy budete sbivat' ikh, sdelayte vse vozmozhnoye, chtoby posadit' yego v samolet."

[No, you can't leave him there just because the cops are arriving. You will shoot them down, do whatever you have to do to get him on that plane.] Ricky roared into the earpiece, and I held my breath, afraid that the impossible just had happened.

"Merv? Ty khochesh' skazat', chto boss mertv? Tvoy glupyy sukin syn. Kak, chert voz'mi, to sluchilos'?" [ Dead? Are you telling me Boss is dead? Your stupid son of a bitch. How in the hell did this happened?] As soon as Ricky uttered those words, I started to having trouble breathing. It can't be true. The pressure increased over my chest. And I sat frozen in my seat, staring at the back of the seat in front of me.

Ricky growls in the background, but I couldn't listen to what he was saying anymore. I managed to block myself from panicking. Doing what I did best.

I began to shut myself down.

Zion's Pov

"Shoot all of them." I roared and ducked when I saw a man aim at me before firing his gun. Fucking Russians. This ambush was not something I had seen coming.

Vladi's men had taken down a lot of my own members, and I tried to find him amongst his men, knowing he had to be in here somewhere.

The shots were fired from every direction and it was like I was in fucking action movie. And this was not good, because soon the police would be up to our asses and arrive.

"Boss! We are undermined. I need to take you out of here," Paul shouts and I was pissed because I knew he was right. "Where's Joe?" I yelled the same second I saw him getting hit in the other end of the room.

"FUCK!" The sirens were creeping in from a distance and I heard the Russian's yelling from the other room.

I saw my opportunity and rushed over and grabbed Joe and threw him over my shoulder and left through the back door.