The longer I'm alive, the better chance I have to escape. And I will escape. "I'll take the first offer," I inform him.
"You start immediately. There's a ton of dishes in the kitchen. The whores will be in here entertaining us."
Whores, really? These Neanderthals need a basic class in... fuck... Basic Humanity 101, maybe. My b***h rises to the surface. "I wouldn't think you'd need to pay for it, but I guess there are quite a few women turned off by premature baldness."
His expression conveys exactly how stupid I am. He grabs my hair and pulls me out of the chair, dragging me from the room. I hear the snickers and do my best to hold back my fists. When I explode and plant Dagger's ass on the ground, it needs to be a surprise and one without witnesses so I can escape.
Dagger shouts behin
