You and your billionaire husband, Brayden, are being held hostage by your psycho ex. You guys have been here for about a week. Your ex, Trey, wants you to be his wife. Of course, you keep refusing.

All of a sudden, Trey walks in, "This is getting really old, Braelie," he sighs. You look away from him, disgusted.

He sighs again, walking towards Brayden, "Fine, you've given me no choice. Either you marry me or...he dies,"

Your heart drops, "w-what?"

"You heard me," he says, sliding a rope around Brayden's neck and tightening it. "Choose,"

"Stop it! You're killing him!!" You cry out.

Brayden shakes his head, "B-braelie...d-dont...d-do it..."

Trey doesn't stop.

"Please stop!! I'll do anything else!!" You sob.

Trey chuckles, "You have two options. You better hurry and choose,"

Brayden's eyes start rolling to the back of his head.

"F-fine!! I'll d-do it!! Just please stop hurting him!!"

Trey, let's go of Brayden and walk over to you, "good girl," he looks at his men, "take him away. Make sure he doesn't know how to get back here," then he looks back at you, "and you're coming with me," he says, pulling you up and dragging you away.

The last thing you hear of your husband is, "Braelie, I'll come back!! I'll find you baby!! Don't worry!! I'll come back!! I promise!!!" Before he is knocked out