Chapter 23 – Ten Nights Of Sinful Pleasures
Daylight was my enemy.
Lucian made sure of it. He ignored me, not out of neglect but with surgical precision. Every hour was measured, every choice stripped away. If I was hungry, he chose what I ate. If I was cold, he would decide when I got a blanket. I had no voice, no control—just silence and his shadow.
But night was different. Night belonged to him.
When the clock struck ten, he found me standing by the glass wall that overlooked the black sea. He didn’t ask. He never did. His hand wrapped around mine, pulling me away from the window, his voice low but commanding.
“Tonight, you’ll learn the first rule.”
I forced my chin high. “And if I don’t?”
The corner of his mouth lifted. “Then you’ll learn slower.”
He led me into the room with t
