I'm no longer planning on running away, but I am curious about my immediate area. I might as well get used to my golden prison if I was trapped here. That's because, despite Nicola's best intentions, I was still confined to this estate for the foreseeable future.
Before the feeling of confinement could settle in, I shook off the idea. What seemed like a cage at first glance was actually a safe haven.
My fears dissipated as Nicola took my hand once more. I followed him as we walked from the kitchen across the foyer and out the front door.
It was a cold day in the fall, and any exposed skin immediately developed goosebumps. My peaked n*****s pressed against the thin camisole that Nicola had bought for me because of the chill.
Rather than focusing on my breasts, Nicola frowned and rubbed
