Vivian's POV
I had failed completely.
The test was over, and I hadn't lasted through whatever twisted challenge Liam had designed for me. Now he would never give me access to that mysterious room I craved so desperately.
But I couldn't have endured another second. The overwhelming sensations, the relentless pleasure mixed with torment, had shattered every defense I tried to build. My body had surrendered when my mind still fought to resist. The most crushing realization was that this had been merely a taste of what Liam planned to unleash on me if I had succeeded.
And I had crumbled under even this small sample.
My breath came in ragged gasps as Liam released the spreader bar from around my ankles. Each touch was surprisingly gentle as he massaged the spots where the restraints had pressed against my skin, even though they hadn't left any marks.
Something warm and unfamiliar stirred in my chest.
