MasukLORA'S POV Think, Lora, think carefully, do not lose focus now. My thoughts raced as I walked across the room again and again, trying hard to form a clear plan that could help me escape from this place. The quiet sound of water coming from the bathroom made my body tense each time I heard it. Every small movement and sound reminded me that time was slipping away from me. He would not stay inside forever, and once he stepped out, I had no idea what he would do or how things would change for me. My eyes moved quickly toward the windows. They were fully closed and secured with strong metal bars that were fixed firmly in place. I turned to the heavy wooden door and tested the handle, hoping it would move this time, but it did not respond at all. It stayed firm and cold under my hand, refusing to give me even the smallest chance. Frustration built up inside me as I looked around the room again, my breathing becoming uneven as I tried to stay calm. I forced myself to observe ever
Lora's POV "How long do you plan to keep me here?" I asked directly, making sure my voice stayed steady even though I did not feel steady at all. Inside, my heart was beating fast and hard, and I could feel every beat clearly as Jasper shut the door behind him with a heavy sound that filled the room and made the silence feel even overwhelming. My heartbeat rose even more when he began to take off his clothes without saying anything to me. He moved calmly, without hurry. His jacket fell to the floor first, then he slowly started to open his shirt, one button at a time, exposing his chest and the firm shape of his body. My breath caught suddenly, but it was not because I admired what I saw. It was fear that took hold of me, making it hard for me to stay calm. "W..........what are you doing?" I asked, my voice shaking as the words came out unevenly. I stepped back without thinking, my body reacting before my mind could fully catch up, and the fear in my voice was clear no matter
Lora's POV I slowly opened my eyes and looked up at the ceiling above me, and nothing about it felt familiar or known to me. A steady pain pressed against my head, making it hard to think clearly at first, and I had to take a moment before I could even focus properly. The soft sound of the sheets moving under me made me realize that I was lying on a bed, and not just any bed, but one that felt far too smooth and comfortable for someone like me, but it did not take away the confusion building inside my mind as I tried to understand where I was and how I got there. Then everything came back to me at once, clear and sharp, and I remembered what had happened before I lost awareness. Was it really just last night, or had more time passed without me knowing? How long had I been here like this, lying in this strange place without any control? Where exactly was I, and who had brought me here after everything that happened? My chest tightened as fear rose quickly inside me, growing
Lora's POV The loud strike of the gavel rang across the hall and marked the end of everything for me in that moment, leaving no space for escape. The sound remained in my ears as the room filled with low voices and murmurs, people reacting to what had just happened, but none of it reached me fully because all I could hear was the strong and fast beat of my own heart in my chest. Arthur’s men did not delay even for a second after the decision was made, and they moved toward me at once with firm steps and cold intent. They grabbed my arms with force, their grip was rough and unkind, and pulled me away from the stage without saying anything to me. My shoes dragged against the smooth floor as they forced me forward, and the sound followed us as we moved quickly toward a side door, taking me away from the watching eyes of the crowd that had just seen me being sold as if I meant nothing. The hallway we entered was dark and quiet, with very little light to guide the way, and the air fel
Lora's POV I slowly opened my eyes as the harsh lights above me forced me to adjust to its cruel glow. Arthur had finally taken off the cloth over my eyes, and now I could clearly see where I had been brought. The air felt cold against my skin, and there was a sharp metallic smell that made it hard for me to breathe properly. It carried something else too, something heavy and unsettling, like fear that had stayed behind from the people who had once stood where I was standing now. The journey to this place had felt endless. Every time the vehicle hit a rough part of the road, my body jerked, and it reminded me again and again that I was no longer free. I had tried to pay attention to every turn we made, counting quietly in my head, listening for sounds outside, hoping I could remember something useful. But after some time, everything mixed together, and I could not tell one direction from another anymore. My mind kept going back to my children. Syrah and Mira. I could almost hea
JASPER'S POV I looked around slowly, taking my time to study the whole area with care. My eyes moved from one corner to another as I tried to understand the place better. Somehow, this place made me think of someone I did not want to remember at all. The feeling came without warning and stayed in my mind longer than I liked. It had been four years already, yet the anger inside me had not faded or weakened. It was still there, strong and unyielding, refusing to die down no matter how much time had passed. Every single day, I thought about what I would do when I finally found her. I imagined the pain I would give her and how I would make her face everything she caused. I thought about the way I would make her feel the same suffering that had stayed with me since the day she disappeared. That pain had never left me, not even for a moment. It stayed with me through every day and every night. I wanted her to go through all of it, to feel every bit of what I felt. No, I wanted her to fe







