Isabella's POV
“What are you doing? Where are you taking me?” I asked, my voice shaking as Massimo dragged me down the hallway with a firm grip on my arm. His fingers dug into my skin, not enough to bruise but enough to remind me I had no choice. I stumbled to keep up with his long strides, my bare feet sliding on the cool floor.
He didn’t answer. Just kept pulling me until we reached a heavy door at the end of a lower hallway. He opened it and pushed me inside, then stepped in after me and closed it with a loud, final click. The sound echoed in the dim space.
The moment I saw what was in the room, a shiver ran through my entire body. Strangely, it wasn’t only fear. It looked like a torture chamber mixed with a b**m room. Black padded walls, chains hanging from the ceiling, a padded be
