Selene's POV
Luckily for me, Luther didn't press on the issue anymore and now I was walking into his room like a lamb going in to be used for a sacrifice..
As soon as Luther closed the door behind me, the air in the room shifted as I started to recollect all my memories spent in this room.. most importantly on Luther's bed.
How he insulted me after intense rounds of love making and down right called me a slut and a cheap w***e.
I froze immediately realizing how big of a fool I had become for a man who had not only insulted and called me names but at the same time stripped me of my self respect.
What was I doing in his room? Playing games as punishment? Claiming him as mine in front of Eliza?
Why would I do that?
"Why are you standing over there? Come to the bed" Luther demanded whil
