Shackled (The Lord Series) by Amy T

258. Mose - Rage II

After the fifth experiment, I started to lose track of them, my body going into autopilot as I tried to figure out a way out of this shithole when a deep voice pulled me out of my thoughts. "This week's tournament will begin in a few minutes." The experiments turn their attention to whomever spoke, giving me a moment to catch my breath and think clearly for the first time in days.

Is this some kind of a fucking joke? I have been fighting for hours, and this motherfucker comes and says this week's tournament is about to start after I'm worn out? What kind of fuckery is this? Because there's no way I'm not the circus freak right now. Maybe they want to know how strong I am. Good thing I didn't show them all my tricks.

"The rules are the same as always. The last man standing at the end of the day gets the prize." Great. Just great. If there are prizes involved, the experiments will be more motivated to kill me. And I'm not ready to die. "Her."

Her? As in a woman? Something else? Not that I care. The only prize I want is a ticket out of this place. If more tests are done on me or I get injected with more drugs, I'll lose my fucking mind. No wonder the experiments look like a bunch of hungry crocodiles.

"The prize is a woman of our own?" someone asks, his voice letting me know that he is determined to do anything to win her.

There's nothing scarier than a horny man who wants to get his dick wet. Nothing and none will stand between him and the pussy he wants to fill with his cum.

Except me.

but I'd do anything to get out of here. Even risk my own sanity. They might win in the end, but I won't make it easy for them. After all, Olivia is worth fighting

to my left, catching my attention. I look like shit, blood coming out of my left eyebrow. There's no

strong they are. My body hurts like hell from all the punches I received. If I can make them see that I'm on their side, maybe there's a chance they would listen to me. And if they still want to have fun with women,

Olivia appears on the

My brows draw together.

there's no wonder I'm starting to see my woman

His face is unclear. It's like something is preventing me from seeing it clearly. He is not my main

let anyone take her away

that is

damned if I let anyone touch her. They have no idea about all the abuse she had to endure. Hell, I don't know either, but it's enough to see the scars on her body or the

get Olivia out, I

"We'll make you watch while we