Chapter 70 Maniac
"How did you manage to set all this up? Have you been planning this for months? Years?" Maya's voice was a mixture of confusion and anger, each question spilling out with increasing intensity.
"And for what, Ross? Just to get into my pants?" Her eyes flickered with disbelief as she looked at the dozen men bound and helpless before her.
It was hard to reconcile the idea that these powerful, merciless figures—the very ones responsible for her brother's murder—were now entirely at her mercy.
She even wondered if Ross was just playing her, deceiving her with an elaborate setup just to get her into bed and make her a sex slave.
Maybe these men weren't really the ones responsible for her brother's death after all.
Ross met her gaze with a calm, almost amused expression. He seemed to enjoy watching her struggle to process the scene, the disbelief, the hints of hope, and the simmering rage.