A criminal’s proposition

SERENA’S POV

I could feel my body aching as I finally gained consciousness again. I opened my eyes slowly and winced, taking in my surroundings. All I could see was an empty room made of bare concrete walls and a single bulb overhead.

I realized that my wrists were bound tightly behind the cold metal chair.

I started to panic instantly. Where the hell was I and how long had I been there ?

Twisting against the ropes, I opened my mouth to scream but only gagged noises came out as my mouth was tied. I tried to shake off myself from the chair but it was too tight.

The door scraped open suddenly, and three men entered.

My heart leapt into my mouth as I stared at them. Two hefty men which I recognized from earlier were standing with an average sized man puffing on a cigar. His hair was cut short and he was wearing glasses and sprouted a long beard.He grinned toothily, stepping forward.

"Don't even think about screaming, girlie," he warned as he puffed on his cigar. He snapped his finger