I pleaded again as he shoved me into the backseat of the car. “Please… don’t do this,” I whispered, tears pouring down my cheeks.
Lucien didn’t speak. His face remained expressionless, staring blankly out the window as the car sped away.
When we finally arrived, my stomach turned.
It was that place—his amusement park. The one he used to take me to, back when we were happy… or when I still thought we were.
He dragged me across the grounds toward the bungee tower. The towering platform loomed ahead, a cruel monument to the nightmare he was about to unleash.
“No. No, please…” My knees buckled. I tried to resist. “I can’t—Lucien, please. Don’t make me do this.”
He didn’t flinch. His grip was iron.
The butler hesitated behind him, speaking up timidly. “Sir… she’s terrified of heights. Maybe this—”
“Exactly,” Lucien said with a smirk. “That’s the point.”
Then he addressed the staff coldly. “Tie her up. Don’t stop the jumps unless I give the order. If anyone disobeys, everyone here pays.”
The butler hesitated—just for a heartbeat—but did as he was told. I fought back with everything I had, tears streaming, sobs wracking my chest, but resistance was useless.
They strapped me in.
Tightly.