Amy's pov
They dragged me down the hall, gripping on my hair like some merciless beasts. They laughed and snickered as they couldn't even bother to see that I was bleeding.
I tried to kick and fight them off but my strength was limited in a place where guards gathered quickly like flies.
“Stop resisting you b***h!” The guy let go of my hair and dragged me by the leg.
The floor stained with my blood and sweat, their staff watched as I was dragged into Lucian's torture chamber.
The cold air brushed against my bare skin, I didn't care about the treatment. I was just hopeful that Natalie had a clue on how to trace me. Even without giving her the co-ordinates, I knew it's just a matter of time before they come for me. I was not sure when, but I knew eventually. They will save me, or was I
