At first, she thought she would be sent to the dungeon immediately with the other captives. If that were the case, it would have been easy to rescue them and wreak havoc in their hideout.
But now, she wondered if the Young Master Coltons always treated captives this way, making them feel safe before exploiting them. If so, he was truly evil, giving them hope only to crush it with his own hands. 'A sick bastard,' she thought.
"By the way, stop calling me Young Master Coltons. It sounds so distant. Just call me Alex," he said, leaning forward on the table, his deep eyes staring at her with clear possessiveness.
