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“I swear to fucking God, Pet. If you don’t?—”

“Enough,” I hiss. “Let me do my job or I’m taking all this off,” I warn.

Silence.

“Thank you.”

24

ALANA

Chains rattle and clank as I slip around the side of the curtain.

There are more screams, grunts, and rumbles of deep male voices.

My hand trembles as I reach out.

The second my fingers collide with the dark, heavy fabric, I close my eyes.

Whatever I’m about to see is possibly going to haunt me forever. I need to be ready. I need?—

Without finishing my little pep talk, I pull the curtain back just enough to be able to peek through.

The last thing I need right now is to be caught.

My breath catches as shock rocks through me.

In front of me is a series of small platforms.

The farthest one away has a girl chained up with her arms above her head and a spreader bar between her ankles.

Only, she’s not standing up, she’s been dragged forward, leaving her arms and shoulders at painful angles as one guy grips the back of her hair as he thrusts deep into her throat.

Tears stream from her eyes as she chokes on him.

But he’s too lost to the pleasure to care about her.

So is the man at the other end of her, fucking her with a kind of brutality that still gives me nightmares.

I stand there with my heart in my throat watching them. Watching her suffer.

I know how that feels. I know how meaningless she thinks her life is right now.

It’s not until another scream rips through the air that I manage to rip my eyes away.

On a closer platform, there are two women putting on a show for a small crowd of men. They look innocent enough. Although something tells me that it’s only the beginning of their night.

Thwack.

My head spins at the sound and my eyes land on a young woman on the third podium.

I gasp.

It’s the girl from the footage.

I still can’t figure out how I know her or who she is.

But she’s someone.

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