Warning: Dark sensual content

Nora's POV

“Here. Eat.” He said as he walked back into the dark and poorly lit room, pushing a plate of measly food to me.

Even if I was hungry, the sight of the supposed meal was enough to drain me of appetite.

I looked away, not having the strength to torture myself with the sight of the food.

“Aren't you going to eat?” He growled at me.

I winced, hating the headache I got at the sound of his voice.

“I'm not hungry.” I replied, my voice as ...