Her eyes flicker open, confusion and fear flooding her brilliant blue gaze. As she realizes her nakedness, Sophie instinctively tries to cover herself, arms folding across her chest and legs pressing together beneath the chains. Flustered, cheeks burning pink, her movements are awkward—her slender limbs and trembling hands only partially shield her, with delicate bare skin and the smooth lines of her youthful body still exposed in the dim light. Her brunette hair spills wildly across the pillow, heart-shaped face framed by waves as she stares up, vulnerable and self-conscious, yet with a flicker of defiance in her wide eyes. Where am I? What do you want from me?