I didn’t know what to say. My heart hammered so hard I could feel it in my throat. I slowly pulled my hand away from between my legs, but it was too late. He had seen everything.
Alexander stepped inside and closed the door behind him, locking it with a soft click. His eyes never left my body as he approached the bed.
“You look like you’ve been… used,” he said, his voice dropping even lower. There was no disgust in his tone. Only dark curiosity, and hunger. “Who did this to you?”
I swallowed hard, my cheeks burning with shame even as fresh heat pooled between my legs.
“I… I ran away,” I whispered. “From something I shouldn’t have been part of.”
Alexander sat on the edge of the bed, close enough that I could feel the heat radiating from his body. His gaze traced the bite marks on my br
