ZARYA'S POV

I opened my eyes. My vision was blurred, bit by bit, it was becoming clear. The first thing I saw was a red ceiling.

Where am I?

I looked for all the details starting from where I was before I came here. Bram called me and we had met up, afterward he… he kidnapped me!

Even though what I saw was spinning, I managed to look around. My mouth moved open as I viewed Bram Jenkins, sitting on the red sofa in front of me. He was not wearing a shirt or anything in his upper body. His hands raised up, he sipped a piece of cigarette, the...