Aria’s POV

I struggled against the cuffs and robes, but I was powerless. The cuffs grazed my skin, making the area around my wrists sore and painful. The robes strained on my ankles, hurting equally like hell.

And yet, I was still on the bed, trapped. I don't think I have ever been more terrified in my life. I could swear I saw my life flash in my eyes. Cold sweat beaded my forehead and brows, thick and wet.

My whole body sweated and trembled as I followed Lucien's approaching figure, ...