CHAPTER 17
~Shannon~
I lowered my head, my body trembling slightly as I nodded. I couldn’t say no to him—I dared not.
The moment I gave in, he let go of me, his lips pressing into a thin line. “Good,” he muttered, his voice cold and final. Without another word, he turned and strode toward the door. “The maids will get you ready… just the way I want.”
Then, with a sharp slam, the door closed behind him.
I stood there, frozen, his words echoing in my mind. My chest felt tight, my stomach twisting with unease. He really believed I was nothing more than a puppet, something he could command and control as he pleased. Like I had no will of my own.
How long would I have to endure this? How much more could I take?
I barely had time to process my thoughts when the door swung open a
