I froze solid in utter shock as that voice sliced through the dim room like a blade—never in my darkest nightmares did I imagine that person, stooping to this depraved low.
That fucking person masterminded my brutal kidnapping, letting those vile alphas haul me like a ragdoll, tie me helpless, and paw at my body with their filthy hands while I thrashed useless.
"Open her blindfold—now."
It was Viktor.
One of the thugs lunged forward eager, ripping the soaked cloth free in one yank.
Harsh light exploded into my world sudden and merciless, forcing my emerald eyes to slam shut in a painful squint, tears still leaking hot; but after ragged blinks and stinging adjustment, my vision snapped into brutal clarity.
It was Viktor, the monster that OG Emily grew up calling 'father,' stood there tall and smug, arms crossed over his chest, a predatory gleam in his narrowed eyes.
