Storm's pov:
I opened my eyes and look around my surroundings, my head is aching so f*****g bad. I try to hold my head but my hands are cuffed with the bed.
What the f**k, that bastard tied me with the bed. I tried hard to get out of the handcuffs but I failed.
I am not the type of girl who gives up so easily, I sit on the bed properly and used my brain to get out of this situation. I picked the glass with the help of my leg and break it into pieces.
Then I used the piece of glass to cut my hand. Yes, I'll use my blood as a lubricant to get out of this handcuff and I did it.
I take out one hand from the handcuff and then I freed myself from another f**k.
Fuck that bastard hit me too badly, I am not going to leave him but that's not the right time to make him pay for these deeds
