The Billionaire's Retribution

Where am I?

The pungent stench of nothing in particular travelled through Camelia's nostrils and her eyes fell open speedily.

She felt bang on her head and an “ouch” escaped her lips, followed by silent moans.

Then she noticed that she could not be audible enough and her hands were tied to the chair. Her burrows got sweaty as her heart cut apart from the knowledge of where she was.

“I have been kidnapped!” She yelled through her muffled lips and began to squeak and scream, kicking her legs, vehemently fighting to set herself free.

Unfortunately, freedom was such a luxury that Camelia could not afford and it was too costly to attain.

Her heart palpitated more than usual as she wriggled and twirled, trying to free herself from the piece of clothing that held her down.

“Let me go!” She yelled out , “I want to go and see my mother.”

Her defiance gradually wore out giving room to her panic and fear, as she became engrossed in scary thoughts about what would be the end of her.

She wondered what her fat