Maga
June’s POV
Uh, why does my head hurt like a bitch again?
I tried moving in my chair, but it looks like these scumbags don't want me to try anything funny again. Huh, at least they got the message not to mess with me. I tried moving again, but a lot of pain shot through my spine, and I think I have broken a couple of my ribs, thanks to Ian.
I slowly opened my eyes to immediately shut them tight due to the harsh lighting that was in the room, and this time I squinted my eyes before opening them fully. And when I looked around, I was back to where I was tied up earlier.