The ropes bit into my skin making me wince as I tried once again to get myself loose from the restraints Peter had locked me in. My body covered in my underwear and one of his shirts he insisted I wore, tearing my clothing from me whilst I was still woozy from the drugs.

My throat was raw from the screaming, my eyes stung from the crying, my writs burned where the broken skin peeled due to the ropes. 

I had no idea where I was, the hot temperature surrounding me giving the impression he hadn't gone too far from the island. Every time I woke the cloth would be shoved back into my face, holding me captive until I breathed the horribleness into my lungs.

My eyes stung with new tears as I cried, not for my life but for Dariens. Every time my eyes closed I could see his body fall to the floor. I could of tried to save him, been with him at least but Peter dragged me away before I could say goodbye to the man I loved. The man who always held a place in my heart.

The comfortable sheets underneath my body irritated me to no end, the thought of even feeling slightly comfortable repulsed me as I once again pulled at my wrists in a failed attempt to free myself, ignoring the harsh burning as I let out a cry of frustration.

I didn't care that Peter would more than likely kill me, punish me if I even tried to run. Everything I loved had been broken, I no longer cared. All I wanted was to see Darien one last time, let his family know where his body was. 

Guilt settled within me knowing I had dragged him into this mess. If I stayed away from Peter like he warned me none of this would have happened, he would still be alive. I would still be telling him to fuck off even though my heart cried out for him, scream at him even though I loved being near him. I should of told him sooner, I shouldn't of pushed him away so much. 

Reflecting back I could still see him kissing her as I came to the bottom of the stairs, still see the anger in his eyes as he held her a little too tightly as my brother ran out the kitchen holding my birthday cake. The words still wounded me but he wasn't the full cause of my depression. Growing up without loving parents messed me up, like it did with many people. The bullying and the bad press already had me depressed, when he left it just sent me over. He was the last string of happiness then he left me.

I was already broken before he left I just wouldn't admit it. I tried to overdose on my mothers sleeping pills when I was younger, before Darien even came into my life. I was a broken little girl all along.

Light shone into the window as I tore my angry gaze away from the ropes, surveying the room I was being held captive in. Apart from the window there was no other escape other than from the door that I was assuming led into a corridor. A corridor that Peter would probably be in, if not I would more than likely have to pass him on the way to the main door. 

The room consisted of a double bed, a chair in the far corner beside the window, a small wardrobe and a bedside table with a side lamp. Nothing I could use to fight him off, nothing that would help me escape from the monster.

Feeling pathetic I forced myself to pull harder on the restraints, not caring about the wounds. My body had began to feel numb, the deep sadness setting within me as I let out a scream of anger.

"The more you pull the tighter they will become, treasure."

Jumping slightly causing the ropes to dig in further I quickly looked towards the door, not realizing Peter had walked in during my failed attempt to escape. My blood boiling in fury as he used my nickname, the nickname only he was aloud to call me, Darien.

"Don't call me that!" I gritted out through clenched teeth, my throat hoarse as I swallowed to take away some of the ache.

His cocky smirk turning into a tight line as he stalked towards the bed, his hands clenched as I tried to back away from him as much as I could.

"Why not love?" his hand coming down to stroke my wet cheek as I restrained myself from taking a chunk out of his hand. 

Refusing to reply I found interest in the window, not being able to see much due to being attached to the bed. Wondering how high up the room was, I had broken my ankle before and I sure as hell didn't want to do it again. To get away from Peter though I would run on two broken legs.

"Why are you crying baby?" he sounded concerned as I looked up at him through my lashes. Containing the growl as he placed himself in a sitting position beside me in the bed. Too close for my comfort as I held back the tears that were about to fall. This was no time to feel sorry for myself. I had to be strong to get through this horrible nightmare.

His eyes shone with concern and gentleness as he caressed my wet cheek. To think I used to love those eyes.

"The ropes are hurting, badly," hoping he would believe me as I kept my voice soft. Using his concern for me to my advantage as he quickly averted his eyes to my wrists. Frowning deeply as he traced the bloodied skin with his fingers.

"My poor baby," he murmured softly to himself as he quickly pulled a pocket knife from his pocket. My body tensing as he smirked down at my terrified face. "Don't worry baby," the knife easily cut through the rope as some relief filled me.

Before I could pull my arms away he quickly grabbed them roughly into his hands causing an uncontrollable wince to leave my mouth. My body shaking with repulsion as he pressed his lips to my broken skin.

My eyes wandered to the pocket knife he lay on the bed beside me as he placed kissed along my tender skin, hurting me even more as he mumbled sweet nothings against them. 

Glaring at the sharp object as if I was about to awaken the force withing me, shaking my head at how stupid I was being. It would only take a stab to the throat to escape from him as my fingers twitched within his hold. One cut and I would be free. 

Shifting my bottom slightly to tilt my body at an easier angle to strike him he smiled against my skin, thinking I wanted to be closer to him. He was built, more than my small frame as I calculated the best possible way to take him down.

My body trembled with anticipation as well as disgust as he began to give my wrists open kisses, my stomach churning in disgust as his tongue made contact with my broken skin.

Pulling one of my hands away I went to grab the knife.

"Boss," quickly pulling away from Peter the knife fell onto the floor with a clatter causing Peter to pull away from me as I stared at the other man with wide eyes. He had people working for him?

"Yes Antonio?" he spat out, his eyes lovingly gazing at my surprised face as a smile tugged at his lips. 

Antonio stood at around 6 foot 4, full of solid muscle as I felt defeated once again. All hope gone. I could stand a slim chance with Peter but with Antonio, out of the question. The window was the only option if they ever left me alone now, god knows how many other men he had around the area.

There was only two people who could get me out of this fucked up mess, the twins. Cursing myself for not phoning them the minute we arrived at the island.

Antonio stared at me curiously as I looked him right in the eye, I would not be intimidated by the hulk. I grew up with three brothers, two of which where highly trained and deadly when needed to be.

"Don't look at what is mine!" Peter stood from the bed, grabbing the knife from the floor as he stalked towards the bear of a man who remained patiently still, his eyes still on my shaking body.

"Understand?" gasping slightly I watched as Peter pressed the blade into the mans throat, blood running onto the blade as I felt my hatred for him build to unhealthy levels. The type of man I would watch drown as I taunted him with a rope to pull him to safety. 

"Yes boss," Antonio spoke roughly as he tore his eyes from me, anger shining in his eyes as Peter pulled the knife away from his throat. Muttering curses about getting blood on his new pocket knife.

"What did you want?" he continued to clean the knife before making his way back over to my body as I sat stiffly. I could of ran to the window but there was a fear that it wouldn't open, I could of ran to the door but Antonio's frame made no space for my body to skim past. I had only one option, play along.

"The search for Sapphire has begun, apparently Darien had arranged to leave the island several hours ago. My source informs me that there is no leads to you as of yet," Antonio spoke, looking nothing but bored as I almost laughed at his expression. Wondering why a man like himself would work for a man like Peter never mind allow him to hold a knife to his throat. He could squish him like a bug.

"They knew something was wrong when they never arrived at the airport, the boat owner is still in the basement. They think he has her," Peter grabbed my hand into his, holding it tight as if to calm him as I did everything in my power not to pull away from him. Desperate to stick my nails into his disgusting hands.

"Dispose of him, place his body somewhere they will find him to kill all tracks to us," Antonio rolled his eyes as I gaped at him, shocked at his behavior. 

"The twins are on the case, brought some of their military friends into the game," my heart pounded as I uncontrollable squeezed my hand withing Peters. My brothers, they were going to find me.

"Donatello also," Antonios eyes gazed at me for another moment as I saw the humor in them. Raising my eyebrow at him I wondered if he knew what my brothers. What they had done, what we had done. If he knew I could take a mans life without batting an eye. 

Shivering I pushed myself into the headboard, the horrid images coming back. The memories I tried to keep in the darkest corner of my mind.

"Shh baby, I won't let them take you from me," Peter smiled fondly as he pressed a kiss to my cheek, bringing me away from the horrid memories into my current nightmare.

"They will break every one of your bones as you scream for mercy. When you are on the brink of death they will stop only to continue all over again when you have more strength until they get bored of your screams. After the beatings you will be unrecognizable, they will cut your fingers off and remove your teeth. No one will find your body and if they do, it'll just be unidentified human remains. No one will even hear you scream," I spoke to myself as I stared at the wall ahead of me. The sinister in me coming to the surface at the thought of my brothers ways.

A laugh escaped from Antonio as Peter growled beside me before my head fell to the side, the feeling of his hand connecting to my sensitive skin dazing me as I ground my teeth together. 

"Dude, that's no way to treat a lady," Antonio spoke harshly, anger evident in his voice before Peter demanded him to leave.

The sound of the door clicking had my heart beat rapidly within my chest, alone with the monster.

"You don't want that to happen to me do you baby?" he smiled softly, pushing my face to look at him as I licked the blood from my burst lip, glaring at him.

"You can be happy now Sapphire, the one who broke your heart is dead. Your parents are out of your life, you don't have to deal with the annoying asshole brothers of yours, no work stress. Just me and you. I can love you more than everyone combined. No one will ever love you like I love you," he whispered, his hand running across my aching cheek softly as I tried to pull away from his touch.

"You know he's dead don't you? Why are you fighting for the love that he doesn't have for you? He's not coming back. I'm all you have now," he continued as he climbed on top of my flailing body. Pinning my arms by my side as I tried to wiggle away from him. 

"You do know that he had other reasons for leaving you don't you?" he smirked almost evilly as he took my hands above my head, holding them with one of his as he trailed his fingers down my jaw to my throat, stopping slightly before pulling the shirt apart leaving me in my underwear for his eyes to gaze at.

"I found him you know, before the party. He was in the guest room crying from a broken heart, thinking you had betrayed him. Even with your betrayal he was going to stay with you, you know that?" his grip tightened on my sore wrists as a tear fell from my eye. 

"He was going to talk it out with you, ignore that it ever happened. He blamed himself for not treating you better, thought he pushed you away from him. The only thing that could make him leave you was your safety," I stared at him blankly, my heart breaking more than humanly possible as his hand trailed down my chest, his other hand continuing to grip my wrists as I lay numbly under him.

"He was going to find you, tell you he forgave you. That's when he found the note, I warned him to stay away from you. He cared more about your safety than his love. He didn't hesitate to leave you knowing you would live," a cry left my lips as he trailed to my underwear, sinking his fingers into the band before pushing his hand against my soft skin. 

"Stop!" I screamed as his fingers parted my sensitive folds, my core still tender from Darien as I desperately tried to get away from him.

"I don't like the marks he's left on your body. Tell me did you give him what belonged to me?" he growled menacingly as fear settled within me, knowing he was more than capable of murdering me without a care in the world.

"Did you sleep with him treasure? Your inner thighs are bruised?" his grip on my arms became painful as I cried out in anger, pain and devastation. I would never feel regret about sleeping with Darien, even if it meant the wrath of Peter.

His fingers diving inside my core had me screaming as my sensitive muscles clenched in protest around his fingers. 

"I should of killed him earlier," he grunted. 

"You may have killed him but he will always be the one who took the most precious thing I owned," I panted through the pain as his fingers dug into me deeper, "you will never compare to my Darien," I whispered softly.

My wrists being freed pumped adrenaline through my body before his fist collided with my head, knocking my temple as black dots covered my vision.

"I will never love you the way I loved him," I whispered softly before letting the darkness take over, hoping I was going to where Darien was.