**SUZANA'S POV:**
I woke up in the stillness of the night, my stomach growling with hunger. A desperate need for food pulled me from sleep. I stood up, realizing I was still in that big man's home.
Looking down, I noticed that I was wearing his clothes. The trousers were stuck around my feet, and the t-shirt hung loose and long on my frame, but surprisingly, I didn't feel cold in them. I quickly folded the trousers and the t-shirt, trying to make myself a bit more presentable before stepping out of the room.
As I exited, I noticed the presence of his men stationed outside every door. Their faces were stern, but I felt a strange mix of fear and determination. I approached one of the men hesitantly and asked, "Where is he?"
"He's in the study room," he replied, pointing down the hallway while giving me directions.