Ashira’s POV

The bastards’ hands travelled on my arms, trying to act gentle though his fingers are digging on my skin. I can feel his urge to abuse me sexually, physically, even mentally.

His aura screams dominance, a sadistic nature that won’t do any good. I know I’m in danger but I didn’t realize the level of harm I’m in until just now where I lay on this bed with him hovering on my top.

I can’t move. I don’t have any strength to do so. The potion made me weak, lifting my ...