Chapter 7

When Cassandra finally woke up, she felt like an actress in a science fiction movie. The room was dimly lit. It was borderline dark except for a single candle on the wall. She was in a sitting position on a recliner. A sigh of relief escaped her when she noticed she wasn’t tied down to the damn chair. She would have freaked out.

“You’re awake,” a voice came from somewhere in the dark, and she tensed. Okay, now she was freaking out. Her voice nearly failed her as she spoke.

“W-who’s there?”

Whoever it was chuckled. “Ah, Miss Wilson, I would say with how much you detest me, I’d expect you to recognize my voice.”

She scoffed as she slowly realized who it was.

“Why? Are you one of my lovers?”

Keith paused in his movements, his face morphing into a frown. “What do you mean lovers?” He spat with much more venom than he intended. “I hadn’t realized my patient was such a whore-”

“Remind me to chop off your balls when I get the hell out of this contr