LIV'S POV
It was the rays of sunlight shining through a hole in the roof that woke me up that morning.
I groaned as I struggled to my feet. My arms were sore from trying to break free from the chains all through the night, and my legs were as heavy as lead.
Why was Ryder treating me like this? I stared down at my body and I sighed. I was still scantily clad in just a light T-shirt and panties.
As I mused over my misery, the door creaked open. Ryder walked in accompanied by one of the guards and he stopped some meters away from me.
"Olivia," Ryder sighed. "You know what I want to hear. Better start talking."
He drew a chair out and sat down in front of me.
"She's not ready to spill," The guard snapped. "Let's do away with her as we planned. We can take turns on her first and - "
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