The woman adjusted what little of her dress there was, wiping stray lipstick from her heavily made up face. Her appearance explained the amusement I kept hearing in the other room. She was a prostitute. However, the men may have taken advantage of her presence, she wasn’t here for their entertainment. That was clear. Rhonen snarled viciously, a sound that echoed in my chest as I pulled at my chains.“Don’t even think about it,” I warned, feeling Rhonen growing stronger.“You know what you have to do,” Hank told me.“It’s not going to happen,” I snapped.Hank pushed the woman roughly in my direction. She stumbled forward, looking around the dim room. She faltered at the sight of Hunter, tugging at her clothes again. Hank stopped her from taking a step back, grabbing her arm and hauling her in front of me.“Hey, um, this isn’t what I signed up for,” she said nervously.“You signed up for whatever I say,” Hank threatened. “You have a job. You know what happens if you back out.” Hank look
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