Ronald groans and blinks his eyes. He lifts his head up and I watch him struggle as he begins to take in his surroundings. He was a very built man I had to give it to him. He struggles against his restraints and he looks up finally noticing me. "What the f**k is this? Let me go!" He yells at me and I quirk a brow at him and stand up off his bed. "I don't think I'll be doing that Ronald." I say and he struggles even harder against the restraints as I near him. "How do you know me? Who are you?" He yells and I pull a chair to sit in front of him. "My name is Wyatt. We've met once before at the club." He stops struggling and I can see the wheels turning in his head."And why are you in my house? Why am I tied to a chair and why am I naked?" He flexes his muscles trying to wiggle out of his res
