CELIA
Dania was sent back to her room but I was summoned to his bedroom. He was standing with a whip at the window.
The punishment was a regular thing for me.
He turned around and glared into my dull eyes. The look shrouding his face was more dangerous than usual.
“Where were you?” His devilish voice asked.
“I was missing Mother and Jaron…so I went to my old house.” My words lied.
He stepped into my personal space.
“It was supposed to be a stroll, right?”
My head nodded.
“So you accept that you went against my command?” He twitched a brow.
My lips couldn't answer.
“Get down on your knees.” His voice echoed through the four walls.
I followed his command.
“Remove your top.” That was his next order.
I followed his command again.
The shame no longer knew my name because Damian
