Chapter 43

I swallowed really hard, wheezing, the chill in the room causing me to shiver ever so gently. A little annoyed that my chest was on complete display now. Ugh, I hated this situation. Naked. Cuffed. And sweaty as hell.

Not able to think of any other resort, I tugged harshly on the cuffs, hissing when the metal cut through the skin.

“Stop it!” I heard Maddox shout. “You’re hurting yourself.”

But it was as if I had to do what he asked me not to. I tugged on them harder, almost turning my wrists red with the harsh friction.

In one swift motion, a pair of hands arrived and released the cuffs from the posts of the headboard. I quickly scrambled to sit up. Only to realize my hands were still cuffed. I was just not tied to the bed anymore.

It was still better, though. I could at least cover myself. Speaking of which—I bent by the waist to grab the sheets and pulled them over my shoulders.

“Are you done?” he asked, annoyed, no more squeezing his balls to relieve the pain I might have caused. I