Chapter 118 -

Shane Rossacks groaned as he slowly came to consciousness, his head pounding with a relentless ache.

He cleaned a stream of blood from his nose and when he opened his eyes, he was met with the sight of a large, opulent bathroom surrounding him, the silvery fixtures and fittings gleaming in the dim light.

As he sat up, he realized he was lying on the cold, marble floor, naked and vulnerable.

Shane scrambled to his feet, his heart racing as he took in the sight of the luxurious bathroom. The walls were adorned with intricate golden patterns, the bathtub was a pristine white with delicate claw feet, and the mirror above the sink was framed with ornate carvings. The fittings were all of the highest quality, clearly imported goods from far-flung lands..

“Where is this place?” he asked himself.

As he surveyed his surroundings with a mix of confusion and awe, Shane's mind raced with questions. How had he ended up in this lavish bathroom? And more importantly, who was he?

He stumbled over to