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This will be a short chapter.
The Flame of Franco
Franco is Watching...
Little did Sam know she was being watched at the moment, by not only Franco but a thousand of other people, miles away on a television screen as she continued to pull at the restraints on her wrists.
She knew that she had very little of a chance of getting free but she continued to try anyways as she pulled her body forward. Making her bound wrists to press into the cold marble of the column. She was hoping to some how weaken the zip ties that bounded her wrist. However, the only thing it did was make the dig further into her skin then it already was.
Letting out a frustrated cry, her body slumped up against the column. She knew there was no hope. She was stuck there...for now that was.
Until Franco chose to show his face again or Jason showed up and rescued her. She was hoping that the later would come first. She was still in Port Charles. And the church was a frequent place that people visited.
Someone would found her...right? she thought to herself.
She didn't realize it but she was crying. Silent tears ran down her cheeks and into the nape of her neck. She prayed that someone would found her before Franco came back and did anything else to her.
"Please God, Please let someone find me and soon. Please, Pleasseee don't let him hurt me..." her voice broke at this as her eyes looked up to the ceiling and prayed to the man upstairs.
She feared for what Franco would do to her. She once again felt hopeless. She was tramped and she knew it.
Franco watched and listened as Sam continued to pray out loud in the church. He was not to far from where she was. He was in the small office space at the back of the church, where the priest usually occupied during the week. He watched Sam from a computer screen on the desk of the office. He was seated in a chair, topless.
His eyes were fixed onto the screen, as Sam once again tried to pull herself together and break free of her restrains. There was nothing he liked better then his women bounded and struggling to break free.
As he continued to watch Sam struggle, he couldn't help but become aroused. A twisted grin then appeared on his face. His eyes darkening with mischief as Sam continued to fight with the plastic bounding her wrists and keeping her prisoner. ""Oh there is no point Sammy," murmured Franco down at the screen "Franco is always watching..."
His words were not just for him to hear. He knew he had an audience watching him as he spoke. And he knew there was one person for sure who would be listening to this broadcast.
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Julie