CHAPTER 33

VLADIMIR

The more I read, the harder my blood boils.

I could just imagine how a girl would feel in a place like that. It would have been comparable to an angel banished into the darkest pits of hell.

She was immediately thrown into the wolves the first night she got there. The ring was eager to get their money's worth, which is par for the course. I should know that.

Why do I suddenly question how things work in my world?

After a year, she tried to escape. She was auctioned that night. The winning bidder could take her home for a couple of days. She took her chances but it didn't go well.

She was caught.

Victor Rodriguez. That is the name of the man who won the bid.

After the ring severely punished her after being caught, they returned her to that man. My jaw clenched.

How my private investigator knew the details of how she was punished was impressive. But the severity of the torture she went through made me see red.

"Fuck them," I hissed.

My hands weren't clean. They were also staine