  I am startled awake by someone shaking me.
      &quot;Miss, miss, are you okay?&quot;
      As I open my eyes I am met by the face of a stranger that is near about to splash water onto my face. With a somewhat pounding headache I managed to sit up straight. &quot;What happened?&quot;
      &quot;I think you must have passed out. I found you here laying on the floor.&quot;
      &quot;I can t remember that I fainted. There was a woman.&quot;
      &quot;You were alone when I found you.&quot;
      After several minutes I finally find the strength to get up and make my way back to the table, but as I get there, Tyler is not there to be seen. Did he go looking for me? Perhaps he went to the gents. So I sit back down and slowly start to sip on a glass of water.
      But several minutes pass, and Tyler does not return to the table. He should have been back already. He should not be taking

  They say that you get served what you deserve, that the stone you throw today might be the one you trip over tomorrow. I have just stumbled over my rock. If I thought that my lifestyle would never come and slap me in the face, I was a complete fool. Here I am, tied up to a chair with four people staring at me, each wanting to get their revenge on their own way.
      &quot;I have been waiting for this day ever since that day you threw me out.&quot;.
      &quot;I should have kicked your ass on your way out, but it seems today I might get another chance.&quot;
      Her face drops, now if it is real or fake, it truly does not care, but yet, &quot;I thought what we had was special.&quot;
      &quot;Well, you thought wrong.&quot;
      &quot;And I guess your little whore is special?&quot;
      And god, she should not have said that. &quot;She is my wife, and you, well, you are the only 

  …Tyler POV…
      I am sitting somewhat worried that Jenna has not returned to the table yet. She has been gone for nearly half an hour, and it just does not feel right to me. So I make my way over to the bathroom, but just as I step inside to look for her…
      Everything goes black…
      I wake up. My head is pounding; it throbbing like hell. It feels like a freight train has made my head mush. Before I can even think of opening my eyes, there is a blow to my head.
      &quot;Goddammit!&quot; My voice echoes to the corners of the room bouncing back off the walls.
      With his next blow, I am out.
      Then I wake up again. I shake my head and soon become aware of my surroundings. I have a blindfold on, tied on a bit too tightly. I am either in a very dark room, or it is night, possibly even both. I am tied to what feels like a pole; it is cold and smooth to the touch. My feet a

I am startled awake by someone shaking me.
      &quot;Miss, miss, are you okay?&quot;
      As I open my eyes I am met by the face of a stranger that is near about to splash water onto my face. With a somewhat pounding headache I managed to sit up straight. &quot;What happened?&quot;
      &quot;I think you must have passed out. I found you here laying on the floor.&quot;
      &quot;I can t remember that I fainted. There was a woman.&quot;
      &quot;You were alone when I found you.&quot;
      After several minutes I finally find the strength to get up and make my way back to the table, but as I get there, Tyler is not there to be seen. Did he go looking for me? Perhaps he went to the gents. So I sit back down and slowly start to sip on a glass of water.
      But several minutes pass, and Tyler does not return to the table. He should have been back already. He should not be taking so long. I have tried to phone him a few times now, and his phone goes straight to voicemail. 

Chapter 34 a different kind of wrong