“Do you really think we are going to believe you?!” Ezra's voice thundered through the dungeon, ripping through the heavy silence like a violent storm. I remained frozen, my senses still reeling from the revelation. In stark contrast, Ezra's rage erupted into a wild tempest that seemed to defy containment. He either broke free from Caleb's grasp or Caleb let him go, and he strode forward, stopping beside me with a force that made the wooden table shudder beneath his fists. The impact sent a violent tremor through the table, a prominent c***k splitting its surface. I should have flinched, but I was too numb to react.
Dina, for her part, remained eerily composed. She didn't so much as flinch, her gaze locked onto Ezra's seething form. Instead, she met his fury with a chilling smirk. "I have
