Owned By The Devil
Moonbunniequit job, gained clingy ex-bossbetrayed by my fiancé i seduced my bossa secretive deal with my billionaire bossher rejection, his regret
I watched as they were both dragged away.
“No! Not there!” Their screams echoed down the hallway, music to my ears. “Please! I don’t want to die like that!”
The Red Room—my personal chamber of horrors, specially designed for those foolish enough to cross me.
Its walls had absorbed countless screams, its tools stained with the blood of traitors. It would soon welcome another guest.
“What about Nate and Scott?” I asked, turning back to Matteo. “Those backstabbing vermin?”
“Our people are hunting them down as we speak,” he replied.