Chained in the Dungeon

Victor’s fingers locked around Lola’s throat the second the word left her mouth. The strike was sudden, heavy, and devoid of hesitation. He drove her backward off her feet, his momentum slamming her down into the cushions of the leather couch with a force that rattled the breath from her lungs.

Her head sank deep into the upholstery. Lola looked up into a face carved from stone, his pupils blown