Will You Marry Me?
Hector had been watching her closely, and the moment she covered her mouth, a slow, knowing smile curled on his lips.
She had remembered.
Her breathing turned shallow as she darted her gaze around the room, her stomach twisting in horror at what she saw.
The walls were lined with instruments of pain—whips, chains, knives, metal rods, electric clamps, and other devices she couldn’t even name.
A torture chamber.
Her horror deepened when her gaze landed on him.
Don Gray.
He was barely conscious, his body trembling as he hung suspended by his wrists, bound tightly to the edges of a large metal rim.
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