ABIGAIL POV:
I blink my eyes open, waking up to a splitting headache in dim lighting. Looking around I see an ornate room with a large luxurious bed I’m lying on and a suede sofa, there is even a hot tub in the corner.
“Have I been kidn*pped again?” I grumble to myself, mad to be in this situation once again. Can my life get any more complicated?
I reach down to where my gown pocket should be, and I come up with a handful of red lace. I sit up despite being dizzy and look at my body. What once was covered in a hospital gown is now squeezed into a red and black lingerie set. The bra is obviously too small, and my n*****s are exposed from the little fabric it has. I don’t even bother looking under the frilled lace connected to the bodice since I can tell from the draft that I'm not wear
