Chapter 51

He was not prepared. No, not for this kind of punishment. When Asher had been snatched off the streets by some freakishly strong men he knew nothing about, he assumed it was some drug lord whom he owed money.

Wrong. He was totally wrong.

He didn’t know how long he had been in the dark stuffy room he was in but he had not seen anyone for what he assumed would be days. They didn’t even take him outside to relieve himself. When he wanted to he had no choice but to relive himself on his body.

The smell had clung to his skin like a parasite and his jeans remained damp.

What did they want from him?!

He had no idea. They didn’t say a word to him.

They had tied him up and left, opening the door only to slip him food.

Even when they brought in his food it was a struggle for him to eat with his hands and legs tied.

He had to crawl all the way to the plate of food and water just to eat and managed to make a mess every time. The floor had droppings of rotten food. And he was only fed thre