Chapter 372 The Banging Dome:>>Ep4

• "Be my guest! You are the maid of honour after all."
• Slamming her palm into the button, Reyan was glad when the airlock walls shifted around her to block Julia's smug smirk, Millie looking on trepidatiously from behind. As the pair were obscured from view, Reyan was left momentarily in the pitch black before another room was revealed behind her.
• Of all the horrors she had been preparing herself for, none had included the sight of the best man, Damien, naked in a heap on the floor. This room was like a cell, not much bigger than an elevator, with padded leather walls and a leather black bench built into the rear wall. Damien's hairy muscular form was held in place by a thick chain that bolted from one ankle to the base of the bench. The only other thing of note in the room was right beside where she had entered: two wide glass tubes which fed up from the floor, stopping at waist-height and topped with flat steel lids, a digital display above each.