I was going to uncover every single one of hers, and someone was about to learn just how dark my secrets could be.
CHAPTER 17
ALINA
The cold metal of the cuffs bit into my wrists as Pavel unlocked them, leaving behind raw, irritated skin.
I resisted the urge to rub at the lingering sting, blinking against the sudden brightness as he yanked the hood from my head.
My eyes stung as I tried to think through the disorientation while everything around me seemed to shift and blur.
After hours—days?—spent in darkness, my senses struggled to adjust.
I thought I slept some, but I couldn't be sure.
All I knew was that my head pounded, my throat was painfully dry, my stomach empty, and my arms ached from hanging above my head for so long.
Every muscle in my body protested from being held in the same position for too long. A fog seemed to cloud my thoughts, making it hard to focus on anything beyond the physical discomfort.
Before I could orient myself, Pavel reached for me.
I shrank back, away from his touch, curling my knees to my chest, trying to make myself smaller.
Harder to grab.
His eyes darkened, his lips curling into a scowl. "Come here. Now."
He ordered me like a dog.
My stomach twisted at the command, but I stayed frozen in place.
My muscles were too heavy with fear and indecision.
Did I follow his orders and come to him, ever the obedient pet, or did I run?
What else was he planning on doing to me? Would running make it worse? Could it get worse?
"Where are you taking me?" I asked hesitantly.
"Don't ask questions," he bit out, reaching for me again.
I jerked away from him, acutely aware of how naked I was. "Can I at least have something to wear?"
"No."
"Please, I'm cold." I asked again, and he gave me a flat look. "Can I take out the…the…thing?"
My cheeks burned with humiliation, as my core ached from his brutal cock and my ass was still stretched around the…I couldn't even say the words—butt plug.
"No." His word was final. "Come here and do as you are told, or I will get a bigger plug for your pretty little ass."
Before I could react, his fingers closed around my ankle, and he yanked me across the smooth sheets.
I tried to claw at the bed, to grasp onto something to stop him, but the silk gave me nothing to grip.
A startled gasp escaped me as I landed in his lap, my body colliding with his chest.
My legs spread over his thighs, giving him access to whatever he wanted.