Noah sits on the bed, heart still racing, his fists clenched in frustration.
The door is locked. No way out. No phone. No one knows where he is.
Noah Carter
😡 (Muttering, pacing the room) “This can’t be real… This is a freaking nightmare.”
The room is expensive, but it feels like a cage. The air smells like whiskey and danger.
Noah starts searching—drawers, shelves, anything that might help him escape.
A voice interrupts him.
Adrian "Ace" Knight
(Leaning against the doorframe, arms crossed) “Looking for something, sweetheart?”
😨 Noah jumps, spinning around.
Noah Carter
💢 “Stop calling me that! I’m not yours.”
Adrian "Ace" Knight
(Smirking, stepping closer) “You are until I say otherwise.”
Noah clenches his jaw, refusing to show fear.
Ace closes the distance between them, his gaze dark and unreadable.
Adrian "Ace" Knight
(Lifting Noah’s chin) “You don’t understand your situation, do you?”
Noah swats Ace’s hand away, stepping back.
Noah Carter
💢 “I don’t care who you are! Let me go, or I’ll—”
Adrian "Ace" Knight
😂 “Or you’ll what? Run? Fight? Scream?”
Before Noah can respond, Lucas enters, tossing a bag of clothes on the bed.
Lucas
(To Ace) “Outfitted him. Your orders?”
Adrian "Ace" Knight
(Eyes still locked on Noah, smirking) “Keep him in line. I don’t have time to chase my new pet around the house.”
😨 Noah stiffens.
Noah Carter
💢 “I’m not your pet!”
Adrian "Ace" Knight
😁 “You’ll learn, sweetheart.”
Ace strides out, leaving Noah with Lucas guarding the door.
😤 Noah clenches his fists. He needs a plan. Fast.
(End of Chapter 4)
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