Sasha
I woke with a start, my head throbbing like a jackhammer. Blinding light assaulted my eyes as I tried to focus on my surroundings. The unfamiliar scent of expensive air freshener filled my nostrils. This wasn't home.
"What... Where am I?" I stammered, my voice hoarse and unfamiliar to my own ears.
As my vision cleared, my heart nearly stopped. Caleb sat next to me on the bed, a triumphant smirk playing on his lips. His presence was like ice water in my veins.
"Good morning, sleeping beauty," he purred, reaching out to brush a strand of hair from my face.
I flinched away from his touch, my skin crawling. "Don't touch me," I hissed. "What's going on? Where are we?"
Caleb's smirk widened. "Now, now. Is that any way to talk to the father of your children?" He winked.
My blood ran
