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BRIAN'S POV CONTINUES

I slowly opened my eyes and found myself bound hands and legs in the penthouse, with Steven beside me.

We were seated, with our legs folded to cause our heels to touch our buttocks, and our knees to our faces.

We were in the luxurious room, tied opposite the giant bed, with a study desk and chair at the other side of the bed, facing the window, which had a beautiful view of the luxurious swimming facility.

I stretched my hands to touch Steven, who was still fast asleep, until he got up.

“Huh,” he regained consciousness in the most confused state.

“We're here as captives man,” as soon as he regained consciousness.

“What is happening?” Steven asked the obvious question. I still couldn't understand it.

“I'll tell you what is going on,” we heard the animated voice in the room.

The chair at the study desk turned around, revealing Master X, the man with the mask.

“Brian, Brian, Brian,” he called with emphasis, getting out of the chair and walking towards us.