Warning: This chapter might be uncomfortable for some readers but some revelations we're made. Just a heads up for Raphael's murderous anti-fans.
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What the hell?
Lia wanted to panic but forced her mind to calm down while trying to learn where she was. For starters, the soft covers beneath her told she was on a bed but not exactly her bed- it wasn't this soft.
The girl pulled against the constraints only to find out she couldn't tug free because she hurt her wrists instead. There was not much space between the cuff and bedposts, she would need a lot of pushing - and groaning.
The cold air that swept across her body told her she was dressed in nothing but her underwear which puzzled her further. How had someone abducted her without her noticing?
