Sienna POV

My mind was going hazy. Jake had already removed the rope from my wrist, and I was clenching my thighs tightly together, every muscle in my body fighting the heat crawling up inside me. He stood from the chair across the room, just staring, like a freak, like I was some twisted fantasy of his.

He wasn’t going to get what he wanted. Never. I would fight it till the end. Lorenzo had to be looking for me by now. I had to hold on for him.

“Flower, come to me,” Jake said.

I glared ...