Abducted

Damien tried to ignore the pain in his body as he was thrown into a dark, damp room. He could feel blood trickling down his face from the blows he had received. It was only when the door slammed shut that he realized he was alone with his captors.

He could hear footsteps approaching and braced himself for the worst. The door creaked open and in walked Mikhail, a twisted smile on his face.

"Well, well, well. Look who we have here," Mikhail said, mockingly. "The great Damien, reduced to a bloody mess."

Damien gritted his teeth, not wanting to give his captor the satisfaction of seeing him in pain.

"What do you want from me, Mikhail?" Damien asked, his voice hoarse.

Mikhail laughed. "Want? I already have what I want. Your family is in shambles, and now you're here, helpless."

Damien's mind raced, thinking of a way out of this situation. He couldn't let Mikhail win.

"You know, Mikhail, you and I can be in-laws. Think about Ash, your daughter. Think about your grandson. Do you really want t