Cassandra's Pov
The car did not take us to the mansion for long. We stayed there barely an hour before Ms Albright appeared with a small bag for me, and Mr Voss said it was time to leave. We got back into the sleek black car and drove into the city.
Now, we were in a tall building, so high that the city below looked like a sprawling map of glittering lights. This was his penthouse, everything made of glass and cold metal. It felt like a beautiful cage suspended in the sky.
He stood by the enormous window, his back to me. “You are safe here,” he said calmly and with certainty.
“Safe,” I repeated, the word feeling bitter on my tongue. “You bought me at an auction. You brought me to your house, now I’m in your penthouse. How is this safe? How is this not just another cage?”
He turned slo
