Chapter Eighty Two

Adriana’s POV

“You’re dressed for work!” Lux replied with a mischievous smile plastered across his face. Something about the dark glint in his eyes made me shudder but there was no way I would willingly allow him see how scared I was.

“I don’t work for you, Lux,” I spat defiantly, wincing when the thick ropes tied around my wrist began to cut into my skin, making blood trickle onto my skin and to the floor.

“That’s not for you to decide.” He replied.

At his words, my anger flared and in pure rage, I pulled against the ropes, hoping to smack him hard across the face but before I could get any closer to where he was, the ropes pulled me back, making me fall back on my butts.

“You do not have much of a choice here, Adriana… You’re gonna work for me whether you want to or not,”

“And where have constitutional rights gone for you to come up with something as absurd as that?” I seethed, hoping to get him to think, even though it was for a nanosecond but instead he smiled, smack his lips at m