Chapter 33

• "Anastasia Lancer, in the flesh," he mused, his blue eyes raking over her figure. He dragged his teeth across his full lips. "I can't believe it. Heard Harake offered ten million for whoever brought his runaway wife back, and here you are. You look better than the last time I saw you, bleeding around my cock."
• Tears streamed down her cheeks. She wanted to flee, but she couldn't think, couldn't move.
• She heard her own cries echoing in her ears: "Please! Stop it! Please!"