Chapter 1
Mia’s POV
“Please, just let me go home. I swear I won’t tell anyone about this,” I whispered, my voice cracking as the rope bit into my wrists behind my back.
My heart hammered so hard I could feel it in my throat, and my legs kept shaking even though I was sitting on this stupidly expensive leather couch in a penthouse that smelled like money and danger mixed together.
The two silent men who had snatched me off the street stood like statues by the door, arms crossed, faces blank.
I had screamed my lungs out when they dragged me into that black SUV, kicking and clawing, but nobody on that dark campus road even looked twice.
Now here I was, dress rumpled, hair a mess, mascara probably running down my cheeks from the tears I couldn’t stop.
A phone sat on the marble table
