Sold To The Monster Alpha
The door to the carriage was slung wide, and as they lifted my paralyzed form inside, my eyes rolled lazily across the floorboards.
The interior was already tightly packed with massive, reinforced wooden chests. The padlocks had been sheared off, and the lids hung slightly open, exposing a dazzling, sickening sight: millions of gold coins, raw bullion bars, and high-value cash bundles. They had cleaned out a massive sector of Dominic’s private royal treasury. This wasn’t just a kidnapping; it was a high-stakes, treasonous heist, and I was being framed as the asset who had facilitated the breach.
They dropped me onto the cold floor of the carriage, my cheek resting against the rough grain of