Bianca POV

A whip?!

My breath caught.

What was he going to do to me?!

He lingered on the door for a moment, his eyes locked on mine naked figure.

Then, with a devil like smirk, he strode into the room.

His movement was purposeful, each step deliberate, as if he were a predator closing in on his prey.

I couldn’t look away, my gaze locked onto his.

He stopped at the edge of the bed, his shadow looming over me. I shivered under his gaze, my skin literally prickling ...