CHAPTER 172

The sound of clack of cuffs echoed through the room as Katherine’s wrists were yanked behind her. The strange man tightened the cold metal roughly in such a way that she couldn't move them but she didn’t flinch.

Instead, she lifted her chin and looked him dead in the eyes. Her face was smeared with streaks of blood, some were still wet along the corner of her mouth. 

Her dark eyes gleamed with mischief and danger and then, as if mocking the tension between the man and her, she smiled.

“You’re completely insane,” the man muttered, shoving her down onto a chair, his chest heaving slightly as he...