AELIN'S POV
groaning I try to open my eyes but it was too hard and I was so tired. like I was drugged. my dad had made me immune to different types of drugs, so when I was accidentally drugged, I won't be fully knocked out but this was something different. to which my body wasn't cooperating. so I was knocked out till now.
slowly opening my eyes, I looked around me to take all my surroundings. I was in a dark room which was, some type of basement I suppose of a warehouse and I was tied to a chair in the middle of the room and there was only a light that hung from the ceiling in the middle. there was a table at the corner of the room with different tools meant for torture. my head is aching so painfully and then every piece falls into place. I was in a cafe, then there was an attack at the cafe. I took down some men and when the man lying there was telling me who was behind this I was drugged.
but I remember some of his words like some leader... Russian leader. I was cut from my train of thought by the noise of the door opening a man dressed in a suit was standing in the middle and two more men were standing at the back, heavily armed.
the one in the middle came forward in the source of light and then I recognized it was Vladimir Ivankov, the leader of the Russian mafia. he was tall 6'2 and was strongly built up. with broad shoulders and medium dark skin and black hair. I don't know he may not be more than 24 years and with an emotionless face. the one standing on the right was slightly shorter than the other on the left both in black and heavily armed and emotionless faces.
Vladimir walked slightly forward and said, ''Well...I am shocked that you're a girl but at last, you are here in front of me death blade'' his voice was thick and laced with a Russian accent and there was a wicked smirk on his face.
''What do you want from me, Vladimir''
''Ohh, so you know my name. good, because you will never forget it now and you're here to pay''
a small laugh left my mouth, ''ohh, I guess. but for which of my deeds, to destroy your plan of stealing the shipment or to kill one of the best men, your right hand? which one Ivankov''
''you сука, I could have tortured you when you were brought here but I wanted to hear your screams.''(bitch)
he looked at the one standing on his right side and gave a nod. the man went to the table in the corner of the room a took a small blade. then he came to me and stabbed me in the thigh. it sent a wave of shock through my body. he then twisted it, the pain was starting to show up. I locked my jaw to stop an agonizing sound. there was a sinister smirk on his face, of course, he was enjoying all of this. the one who stabbed me removed that blade and punched me in the jaw. there was this metallic taste in my mouth of blood. he kept punching me in my face, and stomach.
''ждать, untie her from the chair and hang her to the middle.''(wait)
he untied me and hung me in the middle of the room by my hands. the drug was still there in my body which was making it hard to make a move.
the leader came towards me and grabbed my jaw with a painful grip. ''tell me where is that shipment, I know that you took it away with you. tell me''
a laugh escaped from my mouth, ''никогда''(never)
he punched me straight through my gut and the one who stabbed me hit me in my stomach. he sliced my stomach on the left side and my right arm. I was slowly losing control of my body the drug was still active. there was a noise from the door opening and a man dressed in a grey suit appeared. he went straight to Ivankov and said something in Russian. I scoffed, idiot he thought that I don't understand Russian.
he said, ''rowan,наследник итальянской мафии хочет встретиться с вами''(the heir of italian mafia want's to have a meeting with you)
hearing this Ivanov clenched his jaw. Last time I checked the Russians and the Italians weren't on good terms. I also have killed one of the three sons of the capo of the Italian mafia. from what I know they were finding me for the last two years but I am not an assassin for no reason. of course, they weren't able to find me.
''за что''(for what)
that idiot sopke again, ''он хочет заключить сделку. клинок смерти в обмен на то, что мы хотим.''(he wants to make a deal, death blade in exchange for what we want)
''Блядь, ждать...это хороший шанс получить наш украденный груз.спросите его, где будет проходить встреча. а потом приготовьте мужчин, потому что я все еще не верю ему''(fuck, wait...this is a good chance to get our stolen shipment back. ask him where the meeting will be carried out and then get the men ready cause I still don't believe him)
''хорошо босс''(okay boss)
he looked at me and smirked, ''I know that you have killed one of his brothers''
''fuck off''
''I would have kept you with me as my queen if you would have told me what I asked for but now...''
''you motherfucker, I will die but never agree to you''
''keep the torture on, till this шлюха is passed out''(whore)
and with that, he left the room with the other man. I was continuously kicked, punched, and stabbed till there was nothing but the noise of my ragged breathing and after a sudden blow to the back of my head, I was out.
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