Chapter 777

The boss's room... Was it Liam's room? "Apologies," Ian said in a cool and detached voice as he led Maeve to the second room on the left. The door clicked shut behind them, and Maeve halted in her tracks at the sight before her. The room was dimly lit and bathed in a faint red glow. Delicate red drapes framed a large waterbed, and one wall displayed an array of ominous torment instruments, each more unsettling than the last. A shiver ran down Maeve's spine. Behind her, Ian's low and raspy voice cut through the tension. "Are you scared?" Maeve spun around to find Ian closing in on her. From the room next door, she could hear Amy's muffled screams. A chilling realization hit her—the entire third floor of the Larson Group casino was designed to satisfy the twisted desires of the rich and powerful. "Don't come any closer," Maeve warned. She backed away, only to stumble and fall onto the waterbed. But Ian didn't move toward her. Instead, he reached over her and switched off th