221. Lorenzo
It was all funny. Did Marissa think that she could outrun the whole pack?
Ha! I would love to see her try.
Her heels clicked against the polished marble floors as she bolted down the hallway, her breath ragged with panic, her actions uncoordinated due to the panic. Her dress, once pristine, fluttered wildly behind her, the fabric tangling around her legs as she struggled to maintain her speed.
But she was fast, I had to give it to her.
Desperation fueled her, her body moving on instinct as she raced through the corridors of my mansion.
She knew what awaited her if she was caught and she feared it. I somehow enjoyed seeing her this flustered.
Where was the queen now? Ha!
Morris’s men were right behind her, their heavy boots pounding against the floor, the sound echoin
