Chapter 222

222 The Broken Circle

Lucian

I sat in the chair, silver shackles biting into my skin. The burn was unbearable, but not as unbearable as watching my team sit bound and helpless. I promised Mara I’d come home, and I intended to keep that promise.

We were backed into a corner, and our captors were about to end us for asking the wrong questions. So I did the only thing left, I bargained.

I tugged against the silver and locked eyes with the one who seemed to be in charge. “We’re businessmen,” I said hoarsely. “We work for Winston’s Corp.”

Justin sneered, clearly unimpressed. His fingers twitched like he was itching for a fix.

“Shut the f**k up,” he snapped, eyes twitching. He looked like the type who’d kill just to feel something. Good. That was leverage.