*Kim POV*
Steven still had a firm grip on my hair as he dragged me down the hall. My father followed behind with Xander. I had a very bad feeling about this and I knew with Xander being in the same room, it would be painful for us both. Steven opened the door and when I looked around I started shaking uncontrollably. There were more whips, knives, and even benches to tie someone down. I gulped inwardly. My father brought Xander to the wall and chained him standing up. Steven let go of my hair and dropped me to my knees. "Who am I, Angel?" Steven said sternly as he leaned over and grabbed my chin forcing me to look at him. I was scared to answer because I didn't know what was going to happen. "P-please don't do this." I begged loudly, "You know I belong to Xander. PLEASE-" I pleaded softly
