[ Warning: This scene is not suitable for young readers. (Below 18 years) If you feel uncomfortable with the scene, you can skip this and proceed to the next chapter. ]
Day Three…
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Nathan used the handcuffs to restrain Abigail, shackling her wrists through the iron headboard, arms over her head. She was shocked beyond belief that Nathan was doing this.
She sensed an imminent danger by the way he looked at her. She wanted to get free but it was just a futile resistance from her.
To her despair, Nathan did the same to her ankles, restraining them with a rope and his tie. He tied the rope to the opposite pole of the bed, stretching her legs apart.
Abigail had the urge to beat this man and rip that devilish smirk off his face. Unfortunately, she couldn't move her arms and legs as Nathan completely braced them, immobilizing her.
"What the hell are you doing? Release me now, or I'll scream for help!" Abigail threatened him.
