Chelsea felt her eyes blurry as she glanced at her weak eyes, but it failed her. Leaving her to sleep.
"It's worked so fast, bro," Michaela said to Magnus as he smiled.
"Let's get this done!" Magnus said as they both nodded.
Sabrina helped them carry Chelsea's body over to the bed, with her clothes still intact.
"Bring them," Michaela said, as Sabrina nodded before walking over to the door and making the sign.
Immediately, three tall men with broad shoulders and a short, dwarf man in black.
They walked over to the bed, and their eyes glanced at Chelsea.
"Make sure you don't fuck up this time!" Magnus warned.
"Sir, we wouldn't!" The dwarf man said.
Magnus and the rest walked out of the room as they kept on smiling.
"We're going to be rich, big bro," Michaela said, with excitement.
Her eyes merged with Sabrina's as they folded their hands together.
"Can't wait to be Mrs. Magnus," Sabrina said, as she smiled happily with her hands still wrapped around Michaela.
They walked out of the hotel, entered Magnus's car, and drove off.
A few minutes passed, and Magnus got down while he helped Sabrina get down.
"Lovely man," Michaela said as everyone laughed out loud.
But immediately they looked forward, their gaze paused.
A lady in a red dress walked over to them, her hand wrapped in the white handbag with her golden shoes.
"Are you two back?" Gabriella asked Magnus's mom.
"Yes, Mom," Michaela said. Magnus watched the women holding their hands together as they walked inside their house.
Leaving Magnus alone with Sabrina.
Sabrina smirked at him, a few steps taken.
"It's been a long time since I came here," Sabrina said, letting out a deep breath.
Her legs lifted as she smiled at Magnus, pulling his clothes off and dashing to the bathroom.
Sabrina couldn't imagine the pain she felt after Magnus married Chelsea.
Even though it was her fault, she must be his only one.
The four men stumbled upon Chelsea's bed, and they circled like predators.
"Please, boss, said no mistake!" The dwarf man said as the rest nodded.
"Bring the bag!" He ordered one of them as he walked over to the cupboard and brought out the old brown bag.
They slide the bag open, dust flies everywhere, and they put their hands over their nose to stop it.
"So much dust!" The second man said,
The third man slid the bag open and brought out some dangerous items, which were scissors, a needle, a hammer, a saw, and even acid.
"Is she awake?" The dwarf man asked, his eyes noticing Chelsea had moved a little.
"It can't be possible; she had been drugged," the first man said as he stared at Chelsea for the last time.
Before focusing on cleaning the items with spirit and the big injection he held, he glanced at them happily.
"She had shaken..." The second man screamed, pointing his finger at her.
"What? How the hell is that possible?" The dwarf man asked as he moved closer to Chelsea.
Chelsea felt a presence in front of her as she slid her eyes open.
But immediately, she felt pains at the back of her head, landing her back onto the bed.
She moved her hands, but they couldn't move; her hands were weak. She tried lifting her legs but got a sharp pain in them, making her scream in pain.
"Hold her!" The third man, indeed.
All of them walked over to Chelsea with their hands firmly on her.
Chelsea cried out with her weak voice as she screamed for help.
Letting her view fill the room, but it was all a failure.
"Shhhh! You don't have to; no one cares about you." The second man said, as his hot breath clenched against Chelsea's ears.
"Please...please let me go. I will give you everything," Chelsea pleaded, but instead, they stared at each other before laughing out loud.
Their veins pumped up on their forehead as they glanced at her with pity.
"It seems you have no idea what we will do to you." The dwarf man said, with a laugh, and then the rest followed.
"David, set up the camera; we don't have time!" The second one said to the first man.
Chelsea could feel her life taken off as she watched them pull out the camera.
Setting it properly, Chelsea shut her eyes to the sudden light they put on.
Tears dripped down her cheeks as they all walked over to her, each of them with a dangerous weapon.
The dwarf had scissors, while the other three had some wipes, a dog lock, and even some candles.
"Please, no...no," Chelsea cried as she pleaded to them, hot tears dripping down her cheek.
Immediately, the door slid open, and they all turned and froze on the spot.