Wicked Within Mga Nobela at Kwento

Will woke up on a couch in a corner with a mild headache, his hands shackled together while his feet were chained to the floor by his left ankle. He blinked and realized where he was―a concrete room that smelled of bleach, which was too familiar for him. What the fuck is going on? He closed his eyes as he could barely keep it open. He had to figure out what was happening and how he ended up inside his own lair right after everything went black. His breath hitched at the sight of Una, seated in a chair in the middle of the room where he usually tied his victims from the ceiling. Wrists shackled to the armrests and head hanging down, his girlfriend looked unconscious.