"If you keep this up, I might just groom you myself. Right here, right now. But the question is, will you be able to handle all of that?"
Sorayah's world shattered.
Her chest rose and fell in rapid, shallow breaths. Her vision swam, and her heart pounded, threatening to break through her ribs. She felt caged, helpless.
The loud scream of the young girl could still be heard in the background as well as the loud tears from the other sex slaves.
Dimitri watched her for a long, agonizing moment, his piercing gaze drinking in every flicker of emotion that crossed her face. Then, without warning, he shoved her back unti his lap with a force just strong enough to remind her who held the power.
"If you don't want to go through all of it right here, in front of these werewolf guards then sit back and enjoy the show." His voice dripped with amusement, a smirk plastered on his face.
A bloodcurdling scream tore through the grand hall.
