But my attention was not focused there if not on the person who violently picked me up and carried me on his shoulder. I couldn't even move because of the injury to my shoulder. I was bleeding and it hurts!
"W-where are you taking me? Put me down!" I shouted at him and punched his back but he didn't budge. He ran faster and faster while I could still hear everyone's commotion.
I forced myself to look up from crouching and that's when I lost hope when I saw that Don Damien's staff suddenly increased. It was scattered around and the exchange of bullets with the police continued.
"L-let me go! Where are you going to take me? You really are an animal!" I yelled at him as he let me down and put me in a black van.
He looked up at my bleeding arm and looked at me again.
"Stop trying to hurt me, Ana. Just fucking stop it," he told me firmly and quickly tied my hands and feet.
