Helen POV
Justin threw me over the edge of my bed, working at the handcuffs behind my wrist.
He had already chewed out Randy and Russo for letting me go and the mess of my coffee cup and the cards we were playing with before were also a point of contention for him as well.
He didn’t like me having friends, or mere kindness, if it wasn’t at his will.
He pushed my wrists in front of me, chaining them around my headboard at once and stood away from me for a moment, staring at my bent ass and heavy scent of arousal.
He moved around my cell at once, poking through my things like I’ve kept something hidden from him. When he didn’t find whatever he wanted, he left my cell, the door open and uncaring. I’m chained to the bed so he knows I can’t leave.
Randy came down the steps slowly, st
