Anelisa

My hands went flying to suppress a silent scream as his expression was neutral, and those eyes pierced me more.

With a hand, he drags me by the leg, closer to him and my head slams on the bed.

Without hesitation, those hands reach out for my gown, almost tearing it off when a knock comes in.

Sweat beads my forehead as my heart hammers. His grip on me softens as he shoves his face against the door.

"It's I Maddox...I have bad news," a cold voice sounded from outside the door, and ...