Astrid closed the door behind her and walked toward Ares, who was tied to the bed. She opened her laptop and set it beside him, her smile sharp and mocking.

“I met your parents today,” Astrid stated. Ares, half-asleep, opened his eyes slowly. “They’re really worried about you. I could see it in their eyes—lack of sleep, frustration.” She clapped her hands lightly. “And oh, I have a surprise for you.”

He lifted his head, eyes full of anger, but Astrid let out a low, twisted ...