No Right to Choose

As the car drove, Sloane let go of her hand that was covering her lips. She felt the taste of rust, and she knew that it was blood.

She leaned against the seat and thought, 'Whatever he wants to do, just let it be.' Anyway, no matter how much she struggled, it would be useless.

In the car, Darius called his guards through mind link, "Everyone return to Vortex Club."

When the car stopped ou