As Mathew sauntered into the room, a wide grin spread across his face, his eyes fixed intently on Rayna's. She sat in a chair, her wrists bound by cuffs, her body tense with anger. Her eyes flashed with indignation as she spat out her words."Fucking unbelievable!" she fumed, her voice low and venomous. "You've got me cuffed up like some kind of criminal, while he's off gallivanting around, or worse, getting his dick sucked by some floozy!"Rayna's face twisted in disgust, her lips curling into a snarl. She didn't bother trying to struggle against the cuffs this time, her energy spent from previous attempts to break free. Instead, she sat rigid, her gaze locked on Mathew, her eyes blazing with fury.Mathew's grin only grew wider, his eyes glinting with amusement. He seemed to be enjoying Rayna's distress, his hands still shoved casually into his pockets. The air was thick with tension, the silence between them heavy with unspoken words.Rayna's face contorted in discomfort and humilia

Matthew's eyes gleamed with a sinister light as he gazed at Rayna, locked away in his damp, dingy basement. He knew he had only one job to do, and that was to get to Tyler as quickly and efficiently as possible. But he also knew that Tyler was no easy target, that he was a formidable opponent who would stop at nothing to protect himself and those he loved.That's where Adriana came in - Tyler's beautiful, unsuspecting wife. Matthew's mind worked overtime as he thought of ways to use her to get to Tyler. He knew that Adriana was the key to unlocking Tyler's defenses, to getting him to let his guard down.With a cruel smile spreading across his face, Matthew began to formulate a plan. He would use Adriana as bait, lure Tyler into a trap, and then strike when he least expected it. It was a risky move, but Matthew was confident it would pay off.He thought about Adriana's sweet, innocent face, her bright smile and sparkling eyes. She was the perfect pawn in his game of cat and mouse, the

On Tyler's way back to the city, he'd been driving with a singular focus, his mind consumed by thoughts of finding Matthew and making him pay. But as he rounded a bend in the road, he spotted a car parked by the roadside, and his instincts told him to slow down.As he pulled up alongside the car, he could see that it had been involved in a recent accident. The shattered glass and beaming headlights told a story of a violent impact, and Tyler's gut told him that this was the car that had hit Adriana.He felt a surge of adrenaline as he leapt out of his own car and approached the damaged vehicle. The trunk had been stripped off, the glass windows shattered completely, and there were a few scratches on the sides of the car. It was clear that this was the car that had bumped into Adriana, and Tyler's anger boiled over at the sight.He searched the surrounding area, but there was no sign of the driver. Tyler's eyes scanned the horizon, his mind racing with thoughts of where Matthew could b

“Fuck!!” Tyler growled, his voice like thunder, as he slammed his fist hard against the desk in front of him. The wood creaked and groaned under the force of his blow, causing the whole room to tremble almost immediately. The windows rattled, the floor vibrated, and the air seemed to vibrate with his raw anger. His face twisted in a snarl, his eyes blazing with fury, as he struggled to contain the storm brewing within him.He reached for his shirt, yanking it off the back of the chair with a swift motion, his movements sharp and jerky. He knew he had a lot to do for the day, and he couldn't afford to waste any more time. He'd been on his way to meet Victor, the man in charge of the city's CCTVs, a connection he'd cultivated over years of careful manipulation. Victor owed him a favor, and Tyler aimed to collect. He wanted access to every camera in the city, to track down every lead, to uncover every secret. And he wouldn't rest until he got what he wanted. With a fierce determination b

Matthew's scowl deepened, his eyes flashing with annoyance, as he growled, "Sit down!" But Rayne refused, her legs locked in defiance, her eyes flashing with a spark of rebellion.Before she could even process what was happening, a hand clamped down on her shoulders from behind, spinning her around and forcing her into the chair in front of the desk. The grip was like a vice, fingers digging deep into her skin, making her wince in pain.Matthew's smirk grew wider, his eyes glinting with malevolent pleasure, as he leaned forward, his elbows on the desk. "Such great manners you have there," he sneered, his voice dripping with sarcasm. His gaze seemed to bore into Rayne's very soul, as if searching for any sign of weakness.Rayne's eyes locked onto a point somewhere beyond Matthew's shoulder, her mind racing with regret and anger. She couldn't believe she had agreed to work with him, had trusted him. Now, things had taken a dark and sinister turn, and she was trapped in this nightmare.H