Elizabeth King
Elizabeth leaned against the cool stone wall, her eyes scanning the moonlit grounds outside. The estate stretched out before her like a shadowed labyrinth, its beauty lost on her as the weight of the false bond Lucifer had tied around her tightened with every passing moment. The invisible chains were suffocating, tugging relentlessly at her very soul, forcing her to stay, to endure. She hated it.
Vincent and Arzeal had convinced her to remain under Lucifer’s roof, convincing her that it was the only way to avoid the agony of the fake bond’s pull. At first, she had resisted, wanting nothing more than to break free of it all. But every time she tried, every time she fought the pull, the pain was unbearable. The bond had teeth. It bit deep. It hurt. And it would only worsen i
