Chapter 63

• **OPHELIA'S POV**
• “Make me." Like I had threatened, he picked me up roughly from the floor and brought us down the ship. Just outside stood a large building, even without being inside yet. I had this weird feeling already that none of the things inside would end up being good or in my favor. I hit his shoulders continuously hard. “Let me go,” tears slid down my eyes as he took us inside. Noises in an unclear language filled the air. He walked past the huge number of people, most of the men betting, and what I expected suddenly came into view. Women kneeling in skimpy clothes serving men. “Is this what you do to me?”
• “Yours would be worse if you don’t keep your mouth shut… Worst, I’d make you go to one of those men’s beds. Maybe that would bring down the silly ego of yours.” My eyes squeezed shut, emotions boiling in me.