What did he mean by taking her to somewhere quiet and comfortable?
"I've recently discovered this boutique hotel; the ambiance is just perfect, very honeymoon-esque. How about I take you there?" Bruce said as he untied the ropes that bound Thalassa's wrists to the chair, speaking as if he were discussing the weather.
Thalassa's heart clenched in terror.
Bruce wanted to take her to a hotel; after what he did to her mother, was she next?
The moment her hands were free from the chair, Thalassa struggled with all her might, trying to stand and flee. But her hands were tied behind her back, and another rope bound her wrists together tightly; she couldn't muster the strength to rise.
"Hold your horses. I'll help you," Bruce offered, reaching out to help her up.
"Don't you touch me, or I swear I'll bite my tongue and end it all!" Thalassa growled, her breathing ragged and her eyes blazing with a ferocious, helpless fury.
Bruce's outstretched hand paused, inches away from Thalassa, but he withdrew at her threat. "Fine, get up on your own. No yelling, the fat guy hasn't gone far. Screaming will only invite more to the party, and no one's coming to save you. This place is in the middle of nowhere; besides your captors, who's gonna hear you scream?"
He stood up, not helping her but warning against cries for help.
Biting down hard on her back teeth, Thalassa knew it was pointless to scream; if it had been otherwise, the brute from before wouldn't have been so brazen.
Better to conserve her energy than to waste it on futile shouts.
With great effort, Thalassa stood up, unsteady on her feet.
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