"Do it. I’ll leave after you do," Hayden said, and his hand released my wrist as if he had just remembered that he was still holding it.

Blood returned to my hand, and I quickly rubbed my hand over my wrist to speed up the blood flow. Hayden didn’t say anything more as he walked over to a nearby chair and took a seat. His eyes returned to me as he looked at me passively. It was like he couldn’t care less what I did. He sat there patiently on the chair as he waited for me to tie myself to the bed just like he had instructed in detail....