Chapter 157

*DEBBIE KENDALL POV*

His rough hand holds my arm like barbed wire, dragging me through the corridors without any delicacy. At the top of the stairs, I observed the interior, the large main room with little furniture and in the middle of them, sitting on the sofa I saw her with her leg bent and with a glass of drink in her hand, I recognized her immediately with the red dress and bareback, with hair in a ponytail and little elaborate makeup. Patricia looked towards the stairs and gave a fake smile as if she was happy to see me.

“There she is, my little treasure!”

Patricia gets up from the sofa and approaches the stairs as we are going down, looking at her face dispels any positive thoughts about getting out of this place alive. During the long time of my life without her presence I created several thoughts and imagined living each one of them, what my life would have been if she hadn't ruined my childhood and mental health, it seems like I don't miss the absence of a healthy family in the past and present, but sometimes stopping to think that I never had this, it hurts me like never before.

Because of the pregnancy, at this moment it hurts to see that the woman who brought me into the world is involved in my kidnapping, and helped the same man who one day destroyed my innocence, my peace. My look is one of total contempt and pain, she notices this, she can feel it, but it doesn't matter to her, Patricia opens a cynical smile and greets me:

“Hello, little girl!”

“Don’t call me daughter, you lost that right a long time ago.”

“So much resentment stored in that beautiful heart, anger will make you wrinkles, it will make you older.”

“So over the years you’ve felt a lot of anger, haven’t you?”

“Don’t offend me like that, I’m still your mother.”

“Don’t pretend you care about that title, after all, it has a lot of value and you’re worthless!”

Patricia looked at me with contempt and scanned her eyes, they fixed on the considerable volume of my belly, she smiled scornfully:

“And is it worth anything to you?”

“More than in you? For sure!"

Tired of that discussion, Ramon took me to the sofa and forced me to sit down, then walked to his cellar and prepared a glass of drink and ice, then turned towards us. I was feeling like a fish out of water, I knew I had to control my words from now on because I knew they wanted something and intended to use me to get it, and that made me think that Ramon knew who the king of the underworld was. , leaving me completely exposed to danger, since I have no idea how involved Ramon is in the world of crime.

He tastes his alcohol and looks at me with his dark and disgusting eyes, then dares to ask me the first question:

“You know why you’re here, don’t you?”

“I don’t know much, but I believe because I know the king of the underworld.”

“Very well, I see you are more intelligent than usual.”

“We didn’t kidnap you to relive the past, but because we want money and power!” Patricia spoke up, and I just remained calm I didn't know how I would respond to them, but I knew I needed to be very cautious, or I would end up harming myself and my son.

“I’m not part of that organization.”

“My sweet little angel, I plan to be cordial with you, but telling lies may prevent me from staying that way.” Ramon dropped his glass on the wine cellar counter and came towards me. “I know that your broken-in boyfriend is the king of the underworld.”

I looked closely at the unfortunate man, it caused me tremendous hatred to know that James was shot because of him, but at the same time, I felt a great need to smile because Ramon thought that James Gonzáles was the boss of the underworld, the king of the underworld. I realized that he didn't know the real head of the organization, if I dared to reveal it I could disable Kevin's supposed plan to rescue me, so I looked the other way and played his game.

“The supposed one you sent to the hospital.”

“I have already informed myself of your location, I would not be excited by the news since you, my sweet girl, are here and will not return to him.”

A strong chill went up my spine, I felt immense fear of his words and the thoughts that reassured me lost a little of their hope.

“What do you mean, Ramon?”

Patricia approached with a questioning look, then asked:

"What do you mean? The agreement was that we would kill the king of the underworld, you would have total control of the criminal world, and that I would have ten million.”

“And you think that’s all I planned?”

“I thought kidnapping this girl was necessary!”

“But of course it was necessary, but I also want it.” He gave me a malicious and dark look, I felt disgusted by his words.

“Don’t waste your miserable time thinking you’ll get something from me, Ramon. You ruined my fucking life!”

His devilish smile resounded throughout the place, I could tell that Patricia was also scared, Ramon was behaving crazily and obsessively.

“I understand how strong your personality is, but sometimes naivety comes out of you spontaneously. Let’s see how I can threaten you without causing immediate discomfort…”

Ramon slowly walked towards me like a venomous wild animal, I backed away on the sofa, terrified at his approach. His arms were on either side of my body, preventing me from daring to move away.

“I want you just as you are, scared and obedient, otherwise I might forget that you are pregnant with the bastard and end his life, clean his uterus until he recovers and conceives with my blood, am I clear?”

"Yes!" I responded with shaky legs, trying to pretend that his threat to kill my son hadn't hit me.

“Very well, now let’s continue with the questions, okay?”

"Yes!"

"Excellent! Now answer me, what does Kevin Miller have to do with the organization?”

“He’s not part of it, he’s just an influential friend, but he knows about James’ double life…”

"Hmm! How interesting...”

“And where is the entrance to the underworld?” Patricia asked, I realized that Ramon was waiting for the answer.

“You tried to invade it, you must know where it is, right?”

“My little one, we tracked the organization through the sewers, we used a tracker that emits sound waves to find walls with reinforced steel.”

“In other words, deposit of weapons, ammunition, grenades.”

“I don’t know where she came in, I never went into that place, I asked James to leave me out of the conversation.”

Ramon was evaluating me, he seemed to be studying my expression, and my fear was evident.

“She’s lying...” Patricia said.

“Very well, prepare the room.”

"Which room?"

I received a blow to the head so hard that I immediately passed out. I am woken up by strong slaps across my face, I mumble in pain and lift my head. I looked at the place I was in, it was poorly lit and smelled rotten, I coughed and felt a strong pain between my breasts, and I heard Ramon's voice.

“I’m glad you’re awake, little princess.”

"Bastard..."

“Without delay, Ramon, begin the tortures,” Patricia asked.