*** Angelina’s POV ***
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“Just wait till I put my hands on you, you crazy b*tch.” I yelled as I pulled on my ropes to try to get free of them.
That stupid, spoiled brat asked her puppets to kidnap us from the club, and we found ourselves tied to one-one chairs in a warehouse-looking place as soon as we opened our eyes. I noticed that the place was full of clothes, bags, makeup products and accessories.
‘Best place to take someone who you just kidnapped.’ Note the sarcasm.
How the hell did she even know that we would be there behind the club? Did she send people to follow us?
“Calm down, Taylor. The guys are already on their way to rescue us, I am sure about it,” Colt said calmly, while he was just sitting on the chair without worrying about anything. I was not as optimistic as he w
