“Stop!” Ethan’s voice comes through the door, anguished. “Stop hurting her!”
“Then open the fucking door!” Kaine roars.
“I can’t!” Ethan sounds like he’s crying in earnest. “I’m so sorry, Wren.” He’s sobbing loudly.
Kaine twists again, and I cry out. The sound is anguished. Tears stream down my face.
“Please,” I sob. “Please stop,” I yell.
Kaine finally eases off.
“Open the door, Ethan!” Kaine shouts again. “I’m going to break her arm. Both her fucking arms. I’ll break every bone in her body.”
“No! Don’t! Please!” Ethan yells.
“I will. I’ll make you listen to all of it. It’ll be your fault,” Kaine tells him.
“I can’t!” Ethan’s voice cracks. “I’m sorry. I’m so, so sorry, Wren. I won’t.”
Kaine yanks my arm into that agonizing position for another few seconds. I scream again, but Ethan doesn’t so much as move.
“Last chance,” Kaine shouts.
Ethan is silent.
It looks like I’m about to experience a world of hurt. I try to prepare myself mentally for what is to come. Instead, Kaine releases me on a snort. His face has a look of disgust.
“Cowardly bastard,” he mutters to himself.
I stumble forward, catching myself against the wall. My arm is throbbing, but it doesn’t feel broken. I can still move it okay.
He stops pacing and peers through the window again. Then he looks at the temperature reading on the panel next to the door. A slow smile spreads across his face.
“I saw what that male is wearing,” Kaine says. “It’s a regular collared shirt. No protective gear.” He taps the glass. “You know how cold it is in there? It’s a fucking refrigerator. He might be tough, but he’s only human, which means he’s not going to last long. Eventually, he’s going to freeze his ass off and come crawling out.”
He turns to one of his males. “You stay here, Blaze. Watch that door like your life depends on it. The second he comes out, grab him, prop the door open, and call me.”
The male nods and takes up position at the monitoring station.
“Let’s go, female,” Kaine tells me. He grabs my arm.
There are two males outside the door to the file room. They step aside as Kaine approaches.
He unlocks the door. “Go inside.”
He doesn’t have to ask me twice. The door slams shut behind me. The lock clicks.
Then I look up.
And freeze.
Grim is standing in the middle of the room, his hands still bound with chains. And he’s completely, utterly naked.
I mean, I knew he was. I saw him earlier, but I guess I didn’t really look before. I’m looking now.
He’s enormous. All hard muscle and bronze skin and tattoos. So many tattoos.
He’s gorgeous. His shoulders are wide. His abs have abs. His biceps bulge. His cock is long. I can’t imagine how big he would be if he were fully erect. Actually, I can well imagine.
