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Don’t stop. No matter how much it hurts, break your way out of this.
    I did everything that I could to break free without terribly hurting myself. I arched myself up so that I could grip the chain as best as I could in my fingertips. I followed the length of it and realized that it was being held in place by a mere fish hook clasp at the end, so I stretched my left arm just a little further. Almost ... just a little more ...
    That’s when I felt it. My left shoulder popped and it was followed by a burning feeling of pain. I put my face against the carpet and tried not to cry out. I didn’t want him to know what I was doing because I didn’t know if he would think this an act of disobedience worthy of punishment. But now, because my arm had gone limp, it was easier to undo the chain and get out of this terrible position I had spent hours in.
    I rolled over onto my back, the leather cuffs still around my ankles, and stared at the ceiling. Ten minutes, I was still trying to collect myself when I heard Jaxton making his way down the stairs again.
    I got to my feet and looked around desperately for a place to hide. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw a bookcase I hadn’t quite noticed before and tiptoed quietly toward it. I managed to squeeze myself behind it somehow and did my best to keep my shuddery breathing to a minimum as the lights came on again.
    His sharp gasp of shock was followed by quiet laughter.
    “The one that got away,” he mused to himself as he turned the lights off and exited the room. I waited a while behind the bookcase. Because I couldn’t hear his footsteps from here, I only came out from behind it when I assumed it was safe enough that he would be in another part of the house.
    I held onto my arm as I carefully snuck out of my hiding spot and made my way toward the doorway. I listened for a moment; complete silence. I took a few tentative steps into the moonlit hallway when the lights suddenly came on overhead.
    I swallowed the scream in my throat when I saw Jaxton sitting on the stairs and leaned back, watching me in amusement. He looked at my arm and shook his head.
    “You know what you remind me of? This dingo my father once broke and gutted when we were hiking in Cairns. See, he had given the damn animal plenty of opportunities to move on and let us by, but it was so stubborn. Like you, Riley. So when he saw the opportunity, he broke it,” he said with a smirk.
    He’s fucking nuts. I’m stuck in a house with a psychotic person and I can’t get out.
    “Now please don’t worry. I would never harm you physically, but I will break you if I have too,” he said getting to his feet. “Come here, please. I’d like to put that back into place for you.”
    I took a step back for every step that he took forward until I found myself against the door.
    “Riley, please. I’ve already said that I’m not going to physically harm you. Just let me put that back in place. I can wrap it after and have someone come take a proper look at it in the morning,” he said standing no more than a foot away from me.
    One more day Riley; you can do this.
    I took a deep breath and nodded. Jax came over to me and put a hand firmly on my arm and another on my shoulder.
    “This is going to hurt, so please forgive me,” he whispered before he popped my shoulder back into place.
    I let out a scream of pain and Jax pulled me toward him, wrapping me up in his arms. He ran a hand over my hair and shushed me. He told me that the pain would go away as suddenly as it appeared, but we would need to go upstairs so he could try to wrap my arm. I nodded and blinked back tears as he put an arm gently around my back, while still holding my left arm carefully. We walked up the stairs in silence until we reached the one door I never thought to look in because I hadn’t noticed it for some reason until now.
    He pushed open a pair of double doors and led me into what I could only assume to be his bedroom. It was absolutely