Gael's POV

I had never woken up this late before. Instinctively, I knew it was the drink from last night that was to blame. There had to be something in it—something like sleeping pills.

As I got out of bed and opened the door to step outside, two strong men seized me, their hands like iron shackles, and began to beat me mercilessly. My body felt weak, a victim of whatever had been slipped into my drink. Before I could gather my thoughts, they dragged me out of the room, ...