"Miss Hale knows a bit of self-defense. Mr. Rocco was concerned you wouldn’t enjoy yourself, so he sent us with something to help."
With that, they pulled out a bottle of pills, prying my mouth open and forcing them down my throat.
My combat skills were enough to handle someone like Liam, whose only strength was his size.
But against these skilled bodyguards, I was nothing more than a helpless animal.
Despite my every attempt to fight back, most of the drugs still found their way into my system.
In the midst of my struggle, one of the bodyguards sneered, "Mr. Rocco has already set up cameras in this room. If you don’t behave and properly entertain Liam, those recordings will be all over the internet."
"Then you’ll get to enjoy your newfound fame," he added, his voice dripping with mockery.
The drug kicked in quickly. The room blurred around me, a thick, suffocating heat pooling in my chest, making it feel as though I were melting from the inside out.
Then, chaos erupted outside, and the door was kicked open with such force that it slammed against the wall.
A rush of cold air swept into the room, and for the briefest of moments, my mind cleared.