"No.. no.. please not..," I beg Enrique's Bodyguard in panic when he kicks hard into my stomach. I groaned painfully.

"I did... didn't do anything.. please... not.," I whimper as he continued to hit me.

"Shut up!" Enrique's Bodyguard yells at me and I flinch. He roughly grabs my hair and pulls me up.

My vision is blurred by the tears, but I can still see his hateful look. He pushes me against the wall and my head slams against the wall.

A stabbing pain overwhelms me and my vision gets worse. "Enrique should have k!/led you directly. But no! He doesn't listen to me," he flees loudly and angrily.

By him he meant, Enrique, his boss, who had kidnapped me and locked me up here in the basement to get his revenge.

"But now I'm taking this into my own hands," he says in a serious voice and I look at him in panic.

"Please don't.. I didn't do anything..." I whimper and shake my head. But it didn't help.

Before I knew it, he put one hand on my mouth and with the other he reached for my right hand.

And then I screamed painfully when he broke my fingers. His hand muffled my screams.

Enrique had let his men do the dirty work. I was innocent, but now it was to late.