Chapter Twenty-six

I silently winced in pain. It felt like my whole body was stuffed into a grinder and ground into jelly.

My body was in pain except for my eyes, which flickered open.

My vision was blurry at first, but everything slowly became clear. It was a densely lit room with a black and white interior. Everywhere in the room exuded luxury.

I was confused; I was glad that it wasn't Agnar's room, that backstabbing son of a bitch handed me over to Celine.

But that wasn't the problem at hand as I had no idea what had happened or where I was.

I tried getting up from the bed, but I couldn't, as I felt pain all over my body. I felt frustrated trying to get my body to do my bidding, I have always been a fighter all my life and the idea of getting stuck on this bed was damn too scary for me to handle.

I was still fighting with my body to get off the bed when images of how I got here in the first place flashed through my eyes.

I instantly became nervous when I suddenly realized the last place I drove