Clay POV
The new day arrived too quickly, the night slipping away like a fleeting dream. I longed for it to never end, for the comfort it brought. Emma, with her addictive allure and flawless beauty, had awakened desires within me that I had never felt before. The intensity of my longing for her was overwhelming; I would willingly surrender myself to her completely.
As Emma left the room to dress, a sense of emptiness washed over me, leaving me feeling hollow. Her face, once filled with emotion the night before, now wore a mask I couldn't decipher. It seemed she was trying to hide her distress. Hours passed, and the door to my confined space finally opened. Hope surged within me, expecting to see Emma, but instead, Ryan and two other men entered.
"On your knees, Clay," he growled, his
