Chapter 200

• Oleg and another man came to stand on either side of me, holding my arms as one of the men turned on a set of bright lights, training them on us. I was still held in a painful hold by Dmitri but the pain had solidified. I knew that if I struggled, it would only increase.
• A murmur went up in the room and I felt the greedy eyes on me now.
• “Look at Lucien Delano’s pregnant little wh*re, boys!’ cried the mad man who was holding me, prisoner.