bandaged. Annabelle gently shut the door and came in beside me.
“My, my, what a trophy I have here tonight.” She sniggered and twirled around, dress flaring out like a fan before walking up to me and lifting my chin to look into my eyes.
“Your eyes are so defiant. I love that in a person’s eyes. It makes me want to break them even more,” she murmured.
“You’re a real nutcase, you know that, right?”
“Now, untie her and bring her to me,” she commanded, and Sang immediately unbound me, took me bridle-style in his arms, and gave me to Annabelle so that I was laid across her lap on my back. It was an extremely awkward position, and I scrambled to get off, but her right hand enclosed around my neck. She forced my chin up so that I could see her dazzling emerald eyes and cherry red lips. Her obsidian hair brushed against me as she moved her head to the side to get a good view of my face.
Okay, I admit she was pretty. But that was all she had going for her.
“You are beautiful,” she said while caressing my cheek. I wanted to turn the other way, but Sang now held my arms down, and I didn’t want to kick him.
But I just could not stand being on Annabelle anymore, in her bed, so I breathed, “Sorry, Sang.” And I used all my strength to fling my legs at him, but instead, I just flopped back onto the bitch, and a screaming migraine thundered in my head.
“Ah, I see that my blood is finally beginning to take effect,” she breathed.
I choked out, “What do you mean?”
“I put my blood and Sang’s in the tea you drank earlier. For now, since you have your blood in your system, you belong to me, but only temporary. Your head will hurt…a lot if you don’t do as I want.”
I wanted to smack myself in the face, but Sang squeezed my hands tenderly, tears glossing his eyes.
Why couldn’t he break away from her control? Darius was his master now, and she wasn’t. So why was she able to manipulate him like a marionette? Ow. My head felt as if it split open like an ax to a wedge of firewood.
“I can see why Darius wanted you so much. Your skin is so supple and soft,” she said as she trailed her slender fingers down my left cheek to my collarbone. I cringed.
Sang’s energy, spiked with anger, coiled and lashed from him, a deep crimson wavering as if the heat from a flame. Annabelle’s cool green aura shot out and overpowered Sang’s. It came over him like a waterfall. She calmed him and cradled him like a parent would a child. Sang’s eyes lulled, and he swayed where he sat.
“Sang.” Annabelle’s voice was crisp and clear. “Take Lily to her chambers and do what you want with her. I am retiring for the night.”
Sang bowed. “Yes, mistress.” He stood up and scooped me into his arms. My neck rolled to the side with fatigue, and he carried me to my room and closed the door behind him, set me on my bed, and sighed in relief.
“Hey, wake up.” I clapped my hands, and his zombie-like gaze immediately snapped back to his regular self.
“Lily.” He lay next to me on the bed. “Thanks. I don’t know how you released me, but you did. Maybe it’s your powers. Maybe they’re growing. I don’t know, but anyway, she really likes you. I mean, really, really likes you. I can tell by the way she feels all gooey inside when she sees you. Dammit, now I don’t know how we’re ever going to escape.”
“Tomorrow night,” I whispered.
“What?”
I placed my mouth right inside his ear. “Tomorrow night. Let’s try. Meet me outside my room, and we’ll leave. I’ll think of a way to somehow escape. Don’t worry.” I don’t know how or why the thought came into my head, but it did, and I had told Sang, and now I would have to carry this plan out.
I had no fucking clue how, though. I could be rash at times. There was less than a ten percent chance this might work, but I thought what the hell, we can try, right?
“All right. I trust you,” he said and kissed my cheek.
“On the
“My, my, what a trophy I have here tonight.” She sniggered and twirled around, dress flaring out like a fan before walking up to me and lifting my chin to look into my eyes.
“Your eyes are so defiant. I love that in a person’s eyes. It makes me want to break them even more,” she murmured.
“You’re a real nutcase, you know that, right?”
“Now, untie her and bring her to me,” she commanded, and Sang immediately unbound me, took me bridle-style in his arms, and gave me to Annabelle so that I was laid across her lap on my back. It was an extremely awkward position, and I scrambled to get off, but her right hand enclosed around my neck. She forced my chin up so that I could see her dazzling emerald eyes and cherry red lips. Her obsidian hair brushed against me as she moved her head to the side to get a good view of my face.
Okay, I admit she was pretty. But that was all she had going for her.
“You are beautiful,” she said while caressing my cheek. I wanted to turn the other way, but Sang now held my arms down, and I didn’t want to kick him.
But I just could not stand being on Annabelle anymore, in her bed, so I breathed, “Sorry, Sang.” And I used all my strength to fling my legs at him, but instead, I just flopped back onto the bitch, and a screaming migraine thundered in my head.
“Ah, I see that my blood is finally beginning to take effect,” she breathed.
I choked out, “What do you mean?”
“I put my blood and Sang’s in the tea you drank earlier. For now, since you have your blood in your system, you belong to me, but only temporary. Your head will hurt…a lot if you don’t do as I want.”
I wanted to smack myself in the face, but Sang squeezed my hands tenderly, tears glossing his eyes.
Why couldn’t he break away from her control? Darius was his master now, and she wasn’t. So why was she able to manipulate him like a marionette? Ow. My head felt as if it split open like an ax to a wedge of firewood.
“I can see why Darius wanted you so much. Your skin is so supple and soft,” she said as she trailed her slender fingers down my left cheek to my collarbone. I cringed.
Sang’s energy, spiked with anger, coiled and lashed from him, a deep crimson wavering as if the heat from a flame. Annabelle’s cool green aura shot out and overpowered Sang’s. It came over him like a waterfall. She calmed him and cradled him like a parent would a child. Sang’s eyes lulled, and he swayed where he sat.
“Sang.” Annabelle’s voice was crisp and clear. “Take Lily to her chambers and do what you want with her. I am retiring for the night.”
Sang bowed. “Yes, mistress.” He stood up and scooped me into his arms. My neck rolled to the side with fatigue, and he carried me to my room and closed the door behind him, set me on my bed, and sighed in relief.
“Hey, wake up.” I clapped my hands, and his zombie-like gaze immediately snapped back to his regular self.
“Lily.” He lay next to me on the bed. “Thanks. I don’t know how you released me, but you did. Maybe it’s your powers. Maybe they’re growing. I don’t know, but anyway, she really likes you. I mean, really, really likes you. I can tell by the way she feels all gooey inside when she sees you. Dammit, now I don’t know how we’re ever going to escape.”
“Tomorrow night,” I whispered.
“What?”
I placed my mouth right inside his ear. “Tomorrow night. Let’s try. Meet me outside my room, and we’ll leave. I’ll think of a way to somehow escape. Don’t worry.” I don’t know how or why the thought came into my head, but it did, and I had told Sang, and now I would have to carry this plan out.
I had no fucking clue how, though. I could be rash at times. There was less than a ten percent chance this might work, but I thought what the hell, we can try, right?
“All right. I trust you,” he said and kissed my cheek.
“On the
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