~LEILANI RAVENWOOD~
"Have you been touched 'sexually' before?" Artemisia asked again, more direct. The room seemed to tighten around me.
"Yes." I said after a moment, truthfully. She'd know through my heartbeat if I spoke a lie.
"Have you had s*x before?"
I shook my head.
"So, no s*x. But you have been touched before. By whom?"
I got irritated by that question, and anger seeped through my tone as I spoke.
“The man your master slaughtered days back.”
She didn’t seem fazed by my tone. Instead, she continued with her questioning.
"Did you enjoy getting touched by him?"
My fingers curled against the arm of the chair.
A memory surfaced without my permission. It was a night Rowan and I had tried to be intimate. It had started with a kiss, then I led him to my room. Not because I was
