The Torture Room

I woke up in an extravagant room. This was all new to me because I never expected to be there in the first place. Just where was this? Just as I recalled what happened, I instantly got a splitting headache.

“Aaaagh!” I screamed at how painful my head became. Alpha Dominique! I swear, I'm going to kill him myself!

I looked around the room, which had two sliding windows and a door.

The room looked very neat and girly. I began to wonder if the room had earlier been occupied by a girl before me, maybe his daughter's room. This was because there was a huge dressing mirror opposite my bed with all kinds of makeup on it.

Not only that, there are lines of beautiful dresses in the closet. Behind me was another closet containing shoes and bags. It can't be that Alpha Dominique actually prepared all this for me. No way! This must belong to his daughters and if they were, I'm afraid he had planned my abduction way before now, and he had the confidence that he was going to succeed.

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