?Chapter 138:


    Makenna’s POV:


    Lily had been acting strange, but now, I didn’t have the energy to unravel whatever was going on in her head. Too much had happened today, and I was running on empty, both physically and mentally.


    I dragged my worn-out body back to my bedroom, the weight of exhaustion pressing down on me. After a quick shower, I copsed onto my bed, barely aware of the world as sleep imed me.


    I had no idea how long I’d been out. Somewhere in the fog of dreams, I felt like I was being moved.


    Was I still dreaming? The thought barely registered.


    In a daze, I managed to crack my eyes open, but the pull of sleep was too strong, and I slipped right back into unconsciousness.


    The next time I woke, sunlight was streaming through the window. Groggy, I sat up and started to reach for my clothes. That was when I noticed something was off. Something cold and unyielding was wrapped around my wrists and ankles.


    I looked down, and my heart stuttered in my chest.


    I was on a bed, but my hands and feet were shackled by iron chains. And to make matters worse, I waspletely naked.


    Panic shot through me like ice water. My eyes darted around the unfamiliar room.


    What in the world had happened? I had no idea where I was. I was meant to sleep in my own home. How had I gone from my own bed to this nightmare?


    “Is anybody there? Can anyone hear me?” I screamed, my voice shaky with fear as I yanked at the chains, desperate to free myself.


    But the chains were solid, refusing to give way no matter how violently I struggled. My mind raced, spiraling into panic. How did I end up here? Who had done this to me?


    Suddenly, I heard footsteps approaching from the other side of the door.


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    My heart leaped into my throat. I quickly grabbed a nket and pulled it over my naked body, clutching it tightly as the footsteps drew nearer.


    The door creaked open, and when I saw who walked in, my stomach dropped.


    It was Bryan.


    Anger and fear surged through me, a vtile mix. I rattled the chains and shouted, “Bryan Reeves! Where am I? Why did you bring me here? What the hell do you want?”


    My mind shed back to all the cruel things Bryan had done before. Dread curled in my stomach as I wondered what fresh horror awaited me.


    “Take a wild guess,” Bryan sneered. He strode over, looming above me, his eyes zing with fury. His very presence made my skin crawl.


    “Didn’t you see thising when you decided to run off with Dominic?” His voice was icy, each word a dagger.


    My anger red, overtaking my fear.


    Even in this hellish situation, I couldn’t hold back. “Why would I ever choose you? What, do I have a death wish? Ugh…”


    Before I could finish, Bryan’s hand shot out, mping around my throat.


    His eyes bored into mine, filled with a rage so intense it stole my breath. His grip tightened, and his voice was low and deadly.


    “Makenna Dunn, this time, I’m not letting you off the hook.”


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