ANNABEL

My eyes widened under the blindfold at his words, a rush of excitement flooding my veins. I didn’t know what was coming, but my body thrummed with anticipation, every nerve on edge, craving whatever he had planned.

“Oh no, don’t get excited yet, baby…”

His voice was a low, dangerous growl, dripping with promise. I heard him shuffle, the faint clink of something metallic, then a hum vibrated through the air—a device, alive and buzzing.

I couldn’t see it, couldn’t name ...