C82 Blackmail

[Rosco’s POV]

My head pounds, and my body feels like I’ve been hit by a mac truck. Groaning, I pry my eyes open and find Nadia’s smiling face hovering over me.

“Good morning, sweetie,” she beams, reaching out and brushing my cheek. “I was beginning to wonder when you were going to wake up.”

“You!” I growl, attempting to grab her, only to find I’ve been cuffed again. “I’m going to..."

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