Chapter 68 Aphrodisiac

Leona's POV There was a nauseating smell that hung thick in the air. It was the metallic tang of blood mixed with the stale, musky scent of sex. Someone had apparently tried to mask it with perfume, but the combination was even more revolting. My eyes snapped open. Something sticky and warm was trickling from my temple, gumming my lashes together and tinting my vision red. My wrists and ankles were tightly bound with cold, heavy chains that had already bitten into my flesh. The slightest movement sent sharp jolts of pain through my body. It took a moment for my eyes to adjust to the darkness. I'd been tossed in a corner like garbage. The chains restraining me were streaked with dark brown stains, which were dried blood. As I looked around, the sight made my breath catch. The walls were lined with an array of bizarre tools. I didn't know their names, but I recognized a few from the private room Soren had taken me to last night. I recalled that they were the tools meant to enhance