I felt I was gagged and put in a thick bag that enveloped me, sucking away the air from my lungs. I tried so hard to breathe but I felt myself drowning into the numbness of suffocation.

That was when I swiftly opened my eyes realizing it was all a bad dream, I tried moving my arms but I discovered they were tied behind me.

My legs were laid straight and I could see that they were also tied with chains with a lock, I felt like a slave who was about to be sold.

I looked around the room and it was a modern but nice room which had most of it's furniture built with polished wood and I took in the scent of the freshly polished wood.

The scent and thought of polished wood became familiar as the smell tingled in my nose. I tried to remember where I had perceived the scent before but I couldn't remember.

I was still brainstorming when Andre walked in slowly from the door with a sinister smirk on his face.

"Hello Beautiful." He said as he stopped in front of the bed where I had been chained.

"Why Andre ?!" I said in a calm tone as I watched him sit beside me.

"You brought this on yourself, you and I could be on our honeymoon now but you had to call it quits." He said as he shifted in where he sat to have a good view of my face.

"I can't marry a criminal."

"Oh shut up! Five years Skai and you easily ended it. You didn't give me a chance and next thing I know you were sitting with another guy having dinner." He shook his head at me angrily as he threw the small gun in his hands on the bed which made me shift in where I sat.

"I love you Skai, I treated you with maximum respect even if I didn't value women. I gave you all I could give but it seems you didn't love me the way I did." His tone of voice was varying from high to low as he spoke with anger.

"What do you mean by that ?!"I asked as I furrowed my brows at him.

"If you truly loved me you'd have married me irrespective of my job !" He shouted at my face as he forcefully got up from the bed.

"That's not being in love that's being stupid, because I can't marry someone who would always be on the hide from the cops !" I shouted back at him as I shook my body in anger.

"You were a poor little innocent girl but I still chose to love you irrespective of our backgrounds." He stormed towards me and he pushed my head into the wall as he finished speaking.

"That's a different ballgame! You're just obsessed and crazy!" He began laughing hard at my words as he withdrew from me.

"It's funny what obsession can do." He shook his head slightly as he chuckled to himself. "It can make you mentally unstable which makes you a easy and cheap prey for manipulation." He said as he walked to the end of the room and rested his back against the wall.

"What are you talking about ?!" I asked him with a scared but questioning look because I knew he wasn't referring to himself.

"Hmmm...how about I show you." He said before he shouted some words in Spanish and the same man who carried me earlier walked in with the least person I expected to see.

"Now do you understand obsession ?" He said as he laughed hard while he crossed his arms.

"Mike ?!" I was dazed and confused as I saw Mike who was pushed inside the room.

He looked like a million hefty men had beaten the heck out of him because his face was swollen and I could see burns on his arms and the blood stains over his shirt.

"Mike, no no no no" Tears filled my eyes as the man positioned Mike against the wall.

"And here's my pawn." My body constricted as soon as those words left Andre's lips.

"Wha-wha-what..."I stuttered which made Andre chuckled as he walked towards where Mike was laid.

"Since when I saw him having dinner with you, I've been on his case." He looked deep into Mike's eyes that were now puffy due to the beating.

"I realized he was head over heels for you but you weren't interested in him in anyway so I thought of ways I could make use of that." He smiled as he got up and walked towards me.

"I knew Mike was a mysterious man, there's no way a perfect looking guy would just a clean slate so I used my men to dig into his history." He said with a proud smile on his face as he sat on the bed with his legs crossed.

"Why don't you tell her Mike, tell her why you rejected her when you two were still in highschool." He ordered him and I looked intently at Mike with fear as to what he'd say.

He remained mute as he gave Andre cold and sharp glares with blood oozing from his face.

"Tell her !" He shouted at him but he still didn't utter a word.

Andre took the gun off the bed and fired a bullet into Mike's leg which made him groan loudly in so much pain.

"Tell." He fired another shot into his leg again.

"Her !" He fired again at the other leg and a huge gasp left my mouth as I watched the horror.

"I was bipolar !" He screamed as he gripped his legs in pain.

"Good." Andre said as he turned around to look at me.

"Turns out tough Mike was badly heartbroken by a chic coupled with his parents death, he became bipolar." Hot tears flowed from my eyes freely and I realized what Mike had been going through and I'm sure rejecting him was another blow to him.

"And you made things easy for me, you repeatedly rejected him and that brought back his horror." He was smiling broadly as he played with the gun in his hands.

"Mike I'm sorry." I whispered slowly with tears rushing out of my eyes and he nodded slowly as he tried to form a smile on his face.

"So I used his sickness against him. He became a pawn in my game but I couldn't control him myself,I needed someone he trusted and would listen to." I looked up at him with a distraught look because of the name that came to my mind.

"She's the most sneaky, beautiful and the smartest lady I've ever met." He paused as he walked closer to me.

"She was able to convince him to get Drake out of the picture, that's when Monica came into play but she was too dumb." He rolled his eyes as he sat on the bed.

"What ! Mike ?!" I was disappointed and pained as I heard those words.

"I-i-it's not my full intentions and sh-sh-she just talked me into getting Drake out of the picture so I could have you." He struggled to speak as he endured the pain in his leg.

"And you killed her when your plan failed !"

"No that was not my doing." He gasped for air and he spoke each word.

"Oops,that was me."My eyes shook as I saw Becky casually stroll into the room.

Her red lipstick went well with the black jumpsuit she was wearing, she looked just like the devil itself.

"Becky ?!" I was dazed and it seemed like I've lost my senses.

"Hello bestie." She said as she walked towards me.

"You work for Andre ?"

"Took you long enough to figure it out, I mean when the cops talked about loose ends I thought you'd cut me off." She chuckled as she rolled her eyes.

"What do you mean ?"

"You blabbed all the cops progress to me and you told me your every pain and happiness so I blabbed them back to Andre."

"No this is not you! What did Andre do to you ?!" I shifted backwards on the bed as she came closer to me.

"He didn't do anything, he just made my work easier." She shrugged as she took her seat at the end of the bed.

"Why ?! You were like a sister to me and Why would you even hurt your own brother ?!" I shouted at her but I was humbled my the resounding slap she placed on my cheek.

"Why ?! Why ?! That's the same question I've been asking myself all these years !" She snarled at me as she towered over me with her knees digging into the sheets.

"Every time the good looking guys fall for you and overlook me, I ask myself why ?! Every time good things come your way and I'm left to suffer, I ask myself why ?! You were just an auditor and that foolish man gave you the company ! I keep asking why ?! why ?! Why can't that be me ?!" She growled at me and I could see pure anger and a new side on Becky's features.

"Becky we were all together in this, there was no way I thought less of you, I love you." I pleaded with her so I could calm her nerves.

"Shut up!" She shouted at me as she stormed out of the bed.

I looked over at Andre who was looking at the whole scene in admiration because his plan is playing out just fine.

"Even this one." She pointed at Mike who was close to being dead. "I can't believe our parents left the family business in his hand they didn't give me anything not even a dollar! They just shoved me aside." She walked over to him and drove the heels of her boot into the bullet wounds on Mike's leg.

I shut my eyes as Mike screamed in pain, Mike is a tough guy and for him to shout so much, one could only imagine how much pain he felt.

"Why ?! Why ?! Why am I not appreciated and loved ?! Why do people not give a damn about me ? They only give attention to you two !" She waved her hands between Mike and I.

"Becky, I really appreciate you. I had plans of making you my right hand at the company, I...."

"If you say one more crap I'm gonna blow your brains out !" She cut me short as she brought out a shotgun from her back.

"Becky, you can't do this. Can't you see what's going on ? You're not the only one doing the manipulating, Andre is also manipulating you into doing all these things. There's nothing in it for you." I appealed to her as I tried to draw close to the end of the bed but I was chained to the wood.

"Says who?! I enjoyed manipulating and toiling with you guys life, it's fun seeing how sad you two are despite all the success." She laughed as she came closer to me and her face was now few inches away from mine.

"Most of all I get to watch you marry the man you despise the most." Shiver ran through my spine and it was quickly replaced with anger as I used my head to hit hers.

She groaned loudly and she pointed the gun at me about to pull the trigger when Andre intervened.

"Hey, hold on till the wedding." He pulled her away from me and my eyes grew wide at his statement.

"What are you talking about ?!"

"We're gonna get married and since I can't have you nobody will so that's why after our forced marriage she'd be killing you and I." He chuckled to himself as he unlocked the lock that hooked me to the bed.

"Have you gone mad ?!" I snarled at them as I struggled my way out of the chains.

They both laughed hysterically like this was some mindless joke to them. Andre carried me in his arms while I struggle to go free.

I broke free and made my way to Mike who was bleeding on the floor, I cupped his cheeks as I looked at his swollen face.

Becky brought out a syringe from a drawer and drove it into my upper arm, I was unstable because of the funny feeling I felt.

"I'm so sorry Mike, I'm really sorry!" I said with little awareness as I gave in to the drowsiness I felt.

"Should we kill him ?" I could faintly hear Andre asking Becky.

"No let him die a slow death." She said before she fired two shots in his thighs.

One of the huge man carried me with Andre and Becky trailing behind us, their faces were full of evil and heartless thoughts as I watched them.

I said a little prayer to be saved before becoming unconscious on the shoulder of the dangerous man who carried me down the stairs.