er 10 Chapter 10 2011 O Damien stood in the doorway , staring at Seraphina in her wedding dress . A cruel , ironic smile twisted his lips . His voice was glacial . " I just told you to leave Isabelle alone , and you immediately have her kidnapped ? Do you just have to bully her at every turn ? And now you orchestrate this drama ? " Seraphina looked up , a flicker of confusion in her eyes . Before she could argue , Damien's bodyguards moved in . One of them grabbed a fistful of her long hair and yanked her violently to the floor . Seraphina's knees slammed into the marble , and the sharp , shooting pain made her face go white . " Damien ! " she stared at him , her eyes wide with disbelief . " How dare you do this to me ?! " He looked down at her , his expression devoid of any warmth . He waved a dismissive hand at his men . " Drag her to the car . " They hauled her up , ignoring her struggles , and shoved her into the black sedan parked outside . The moment the car door slammed shut , a cloth soaked in a chemical solution was pressed hard against her mouth and nose . Seraphina's pupils constricted . She fought for a few moments , then the world went black . She woke to a sharp , stabbing pain . She was curled inside a rough burlap sack , unable to move . The next second , the sack was lifted and thrown like a piece of trash onto a hard surface . Her arm crashed against concrete , and a searing pain shot from her wrist , as if the bone had snapped . " Mmph … " A pained grunt escaped her , but it was muffled by the tape sealing her mouth . " A one - for - one trade . Give me Isabelle , " Damien's voice came from outside the sack , cold and alien . " They say Mr. Blackwood adores Miss Croft . Looks like the rumors are true , " a hoarse male voice sneered . " Since you don't care about your wife anyway , why don't you put a knife in her ? Let us see some of that rich man's devotion . " Damien was silent for a few seconds . " Isn't the money enough ? " " Money ? " the kidnapper chuckled . " Mr. Blackwood , we're not in this for the money . " A set of footsteps echoed from the shadows . Accompanied by a slow , mocking clap , Julian Thorne strolled into the light , a playful smile on his face . " Damien . Long time no see . " Damien's eyes turned to ice . " Julian . So it was you . " Julian shrugged . " My perfect plan was ruined by your ' dear wife . ' All I'm asking now is for you to stab her once . That's not too much , is it ? " " What plan ? " Damien frowned . Julian's smile turned strange . He leaned in close to Damien's ear and whispered , " You don't know ? I was planning to … " A sharp ring from Julian's phone cut him off . He answered it on speaker . " Julian , when are you getting here ? We're all waiting for you … " " I know . " Julian stepped back , shaking his head with mock regret . " You heard the man , Damien . My friends are waiting . So you need to decide , and fast . Either you stab Seraphina , or … " He paused , his smile turning into a predatory grin . " Neither of you walks out of here . " 20:11 Chapter 10 The air felt thick , heavy . Damien's gaze fell on the squirming burlap sack , a complex emotion flickering in his eyes . After a moment , he reached out and took the knife Julian offered . His voice was low . " Fine . " He walked to the sack and knelt , pressing the tip of the blade against the rough fabric . Seraphina seemed to sense the danger . She struggled more violently , her muffled whimpers trapped behind the tape . Damien's hand trembled slightly , but then his expression hardened again . He plunged the knife into the sack without hesitation . Thwump . Blood instantly soaked through the burlap . Seraphina's body went rigid , then limp . " Haha , excellent ! " Julian laughed , clapping Damien on the should 2011 ot guts , I'l eyes turning sinister . " You stalled for time . And that comes with inter Seraphina three more times . " So now give you that ! But … " His tone shifted , his the knife in Isabelle , or I put it in Damien's face darkened . " Julian , don't push your luck ! " Julian was unmoved , leaning casually against a wall . " Choose , Damien . My patience Damien's fists clenched so tightly his knuckles turned white . Finally , he took a deep breath . The blood - soaked knife plunged into the sack again . Once … Twice … Three times … Damien closed his eyes , his voice a hoarse whisper . " Seraphina … I'm sorry . " is wearing thin . ' 2011