Chapter 22 TWENTY TWO

ANYA VESCOVI'S POV

I woke up to pitch blackness, joints throbbing and a near numbing ache in my temples. My ass cheeks burned as I sat up in the softness of a bed and my head swayed with a dizziness that threatened to topple me.

I didn’t know where I was, or where Sergei had brought me after I pas...

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