RAFAEL

The room was set up exactly the way I wanted it. Nicklaus had nailed every detail-implements on display, cuffs, ropes, and every damn thing I could use to remind her who's in charge. And no bed. No comfort here. Just cold, hard surfaces where she'd be paying for every ounce of pain her family carved into my life. My blood ran hot at the thought of what was about to happen. She wouldn't be walking out of here, not if I had anything to say about it.

 This is where she would pay her dues. The room for her atonement. Where exactly I'll fuck her till she goes limp....