C29 Twenty nine

NICOLAI POV.

Brea stepped into the torture chamber cautiously, her eyes widening when she saw the prisoners chained to the wall. She whirled to face me, her gaze colliding with mine, and I grinned because I saw no judgment in them. Instead, something akin to interest flared in their depth and the fire she ignited in my blood burned to a fever pitch. Fucking perfect.

I was going to keep her