Chapter Forty Eight

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Manhattan, New York

Alessandra

I can't believe I'm really doing this...I really have lost my damn mind...

I murmured within, over and over again as Draken led me down the hallway, away from his office and into a larger room. This place was more secluded, dim red lighting within that gave the place a more sensual air. The poles surrounding the room alerted me instantly to the main use of the space.

"The other rooms are currently...occupied. But I do believe this would be more than sufficient?"

Draken's voice against my ear sent a pleasant shiver through me, an emotion I tried and failed to hide. I knew I should be repulsed by what he is asking of me. The excitement in his eyes when I lost my damn mind and agreed to torture a man just so I could save him. He seemed more attracted to me than I had ever seen.

And all I had to do to get him going is tell him I'll torture a man... Dio. This is insane...

"If the dancers don't mind then yes...this will be fine. It won't take that long."