Bianca’s POV

The morning light streamed in through the curtains of my room, but I barely even noticed

I hadn’t moved for almost an hour.

My wrists were still a little sour from the pain of the ropes he tied around them..

Vander.

He’d been here. In Damien’s house and in his bed with him as well.

He came with one task to humiliate me, or just take advantage of him… and I had almost let him.

My mind knew I hadn’t had a choice, but the memory of it won't make it any ...