Chapter 109

Stella was yanked into a dimly lit room by Edward's men. The place reeked of disinfectant, cold medical equipment lined the walls, like some makeshift surgery room. Her heart raced, cold sweat oozing from her palms, with worst-case scenarios flashing nonstop in her mind. What the hell was he planning to do to her? Kill her by torture? Surgery? At that moment, every terrifying thought flooded her head. "Edward, what the hell are you trying to do?" She struggled, trying to break free, but her wrists were tightly secured—she couldn't move an inch. Edward walked toward her with a twisted smirk, a wild light in his eyes. "What do I want? Why don't you take a wild guess, Stella? I've got a fun little game in mind. You're gonna love it." A fun game? Just hearing that made her stomach turn. He shoved her hard onto a freezing-cold metal bed. Her back smacked against the surface with a dull thud, pain making her grit her teeth and let out a low groan. His men surrounded her—she had no way out. "