CHAPTER 135

AUTHOR’S POV.

Christian arrived at the imposing building and immediately stomped through the front door, in annoyance. His frustration grew when he was interrogated by a group of bodyguards who searched his body for weapons.

Finding nothing, they finally ushered him into a large, cold room where he spotted Mia and Emily bound to chairs.

With a swift motion, Christian freed them from their restraints, but before they could even thank him, a familiar figure entered the room.

His blood ran cold instantly as I recognized the pale, arrogant features of Roland and some others. Roland stood before them, and his eyes narrowed in anticipation.

“Ah, Christian,” he drawled, his voice dripping with false cordiality. “I’m so glad you could join us.”

“Let us go,” Christian snapped, his anger barely contained.

“You’ve no right to hold us captive like this..”

“On the contrary,” Roland replied with a widening smile. “You decided not to yield to our warnings. Why don't you just join me and the othe