"We will face the welcoming party and annihilate them, my kitten." His cocky smirk made me trust his judgement.
"And what about Cienna?" I asked him, knowing full well that it would be the end of her.
"I would have let you have her all to yourself, but I plan on showing you how we do things here. Do you think you will be up to join a few of us in a party where we will torture information out of our dear friend?" His hands combed through his hair as the smug grin permanently plastered itself on his face.
"That's a stupid question to ask," I faked a huff.
"If you behave like a good little girl, I might let you have a little fun yourself, my kitten," he whispered into my ears as he passed me.
"I'll try my best to meet your expectations, sir," I gave him a wink as he gave me one last look before he opened the lock.
"I know you will," he said and then left the room.
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