Seven
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LILY SAT, BLINDFOLDED and cuffed once more. The chair was hard wood behind her back, and her posture matched the chair. The older man had left her as soon as he’d secured her for his boss, and she’d sat waiting with her whole body taut, her breath shallow.
The moment he entered the room, she knew she was no longer alone. Though she’d never even seen this man, something about his presence demanded her attention. He filled the space, taking over every sense. The hairs on her body stood to attention, her heart tripping in her chest. The scent of his cologne slipped like smoke across the air that divided them, filling her nostrils and leaving its taste on her tongue. She braced herself, waiting for what would come next.
His voice broke through her imposed darkness, and she j
