Chapter 14

Chapter 14

Sergey,

I stared at the little woman sitting on the bunk bed with her arms around her generous chest and a leg over the other.

She stared at us as if she were a queen sitting on her throne and we were her subjects that must obey all of her demands or else we would be killed on the spot.

Her curly hair was a mess, but it looked nice, especially with the blonde strands that shone through the faint light in the cell.

When her eyes met mine, they looked brown, but somehow it felt wrong. The color doesn’t suit her or the power those firm, strong eyes exude.

But what was so weird about her was her voice! It was firm but soft, sweet but commanding. Her voice tone and how lyrical it was didn’t suit her firm, strong looks.

“I came here to ask you for a favor and in return, I will give you whatever you want or need.”

Sir Michael said, and I blinked a couple of times. I was staring at the woman lost in thought and forgot where I was and why I was here.

Isis hummed, then she looked dow