Chapter Four
“WHERE ARE WE GOING?” Sophie asked as she, Valeri and what seemed like an army of security staff boarded five separate vehicles in the underground garage.
“To dinner. Nothing special,” Valeri answered as he settled beside her in the limousine.
From the window of the car, Sophie caught a glimpse of the murderous motorcycle parked nearby; the one that had brought her into this circle of madness, knowing its rider hid somewhere in the confines of the building. “Nothing special? Why the muscle parade, then?”
Valeri smiled and reached over to stroke her chin. She wore a dress he’d chosen for her, made of blue satin with a chinese collar and plunging V down the bodice; appearing sexy and sophisticated at the same time as hiding the marks on her neck. Her n*****s still sizzled wi
