MIA'S POV

My eyes blinked open to a soft golden light spilling through sheer curtains. My throat felt dry, my limbs heavy, my entire body sore.

Everything hurts. What did they do to me?

I groaned, shifting slightly, only to feel something tug against my wrists.

"What the"

I glanced upand froze.

My wrists were tied. Again. Soft silk knotted securely to the headboard. A familiar knot.

No. Not again. I can't be their prisoner again.

"Son of a ...