Michaela’s POV.
Marco showed me where the traitors were kept when he got a message and left. I told him I was ok, besides a couple of the brothers are down here with me and some of my father’s men.
“Open the door.” I instruct. My jaw clenches as I watch the door open. I look inside and the room is clean, with drains in the floor and a sprinkler system. There is also an incinerator in here. Very efficient.
There, strapped to two metal chairs in the middle of the room, are Tawny and Mollie.
“Good morning, ladies. Did you both sleep well?” I ask as I step into the room. It is like an operation room with how clean and bright it is.
Tawny doesn’t look up, but the feral b***h, Mollie, does, and she struggles against her restraints and snarls at me like a caged tiger. I roll my eyes as I wa
