Dove pov
I step into his personal suite, shivering at the sensation gliding over my skin.
It's bizarre seeing sunlight drenching this room I've seen only once, and in the dark. Everything looks as lavish as I remember, and his scent clings to the air, weakening my legs.
"It looks so different during the day," I note more to myself than to Varian, who steps into the room behind me, closing the door on his way in.
"Why don't you tell your father that?"
He taunts, watching me take a few steps away from him.I shuffle behind his chaise lounge, hoping to keep from both his grasp and his bedroom.
"I hate you. You're a monster-"
"Look, I never thought it would come to this." He sighs tiredly. "What kind of father allows his daughter to be used by his enemy like that?"
My hands clutch the s
