Mia’s P.O.V.
When I awoke in the morning, I found myself wrapped in Kane's robes, with many red marks on my neck and ch**t that fully revealed the story of the previous night, all of which were still painful. He ki**ed me ferociously and this continued throughout the night, but I could not stop him even once. The blossoms on the top of both of my b****ts had turned pink to red. I got up from bed and started looking in the mirror.
“Mia, how can you give yourself to Kane?” My heartbeat was addressed to me.
“What kind of honor is it to allow a murderer to do whatever he wants whose chest you have vowed to rip off?” I was disturbed at this voice.
“I did all this to stop him. If I hadn’t, a lot more would have happened last night.” I tried to reassure myself.
“It would have been what you
