Alina

The diamond ring felt like a weight around my finger as I stared at Ares across his study. He'd summoned me here an hour after I woke up, giving me no time to process what had happened. No time to figure out how to escape this nightmare.

"You look pale," he observed, sitting behind his desk like a king on his throne. "Perhaps you should eat something."

"I want this ring off my finger."

"That's not going to happen." He opened a leather folder and pulled out a thick stack of papers. ...