SLOANE'S POINT OF VIEW.

The smell of medication wafts in my nose as Lucien forces the medicated syrup into my mouth. 

"Swallow." He orders, his eyes pinning me with a commanding glare. I obey him, swallowing the horrid liquid as my face scrunches up in disgust.

"Ugh, that thing should be a crime." I groan as the aftertaste lingers in my mouth. Quickly grabbing some water, I wash the taste out of my mouth, gulping heavily. Lucien smiles at me in amusement as he twists the ...