ADONIS’S POV
My eyes remained trained on the other side of the dining table, as I waited to hear Estelle’s light footsteps as she came down for breakfast.
Thirty minutes passed. She never came.
I sent Marie to get Estelle down, but when she came down with a concerned look on her face, I knew she hadn’t succeeded.
“She refused to listen to me, or even open her door, sir.”
She was still mad at me, that I could tell. Last night was something beyond my control. Whenever I was bent on punishing, it took a lot to get myself to stop, and the way she had looked at me with those alluring eyes wasn’t helping. Inflicting pain and dominating power was my way of getting pleasure.
Seeing her on her knees in front of me had raked something in my mind, and stirred something so deep and dark within m
