Divine Intervention

[Fallon’s POV]

My body burns. Groaning, I attempt to move, but stop as something stabs into my wrists and ankles, keeping me from actually going anywhere.

Eyes flying open, I stare up at a billowy red canopy attached to four golden posts that hold up a large, luxurious bed.

"What the hell?" I hiss, blinking a few times to clear my slightly blurred vision. "Where…"

‘Mateo,’ Anika’s voice whispers in my mind. ‘We are back with Mateo.’

Mateo… The name sets fear racing through me. Ignoring the pain that radiates from the spiked cuffs that rest against my skin, I fight, trying with all my might to break free.

‘Don’t fight it,’ Anika urges, causing more alarm to rush through me. ‘Just give in.’

"Like hell, I’ll do that!"

Panic beginning to flare, I let my eyes scan the room around me, taking in the blood-red walls that hold portraits of scantily clad women rubbing themselves against a man that too closely resembles Parker.

‘This is the man you’re in love with?’ I snap, showing her the image