“What do we do now, genius?” Amy snorted, breaking the awkward silence that was stretching on for what felt like hours.

Ugh, what a mess.

As if life wasn’t already chaotic enough, she had been dragged off her cozy couch and transported to who knows where to fulfill some creep’s sick desires.

And to make matters even worse, it wasn’t even her that this pervert was after. No, it was her spoiled brat of a stepsister, as always.

It would have been nice to feel wanted by someone, but ...