Belladonna's POV
They dragged me into a dark, damp cell and threw me onto the cold stone floor. I winced as the impact jarred my body, and the stench of mold and filth filled my nostrils. The guards laughed and jeered exchanging glancing.
“For a witch , you are very hot and sexy,” one of them sneered, his lips curled in a cruel smile and had the audacity to place his hand on my bum.
I glared up at him for some reason I could feel something within, like a force ready to escape and attack, my anger bubbled to the max boiling point.
“Leave me alone!” I shouted, slapping him one across the face with all the strength I could muster.
His eyes widened in shock , “ Oh, you’ll regret that,” he hissed, rubbing his reddened cheek. “Your stepmother said we should teach you a lesson,” with full fo
