DAMIAN
“Kristoffor!” Shrieks Alice in a horrified voice as I climb out of the passenger seat with Liliana's unconscious body in my arms. "What have you done to the poor girl?"
“Stay out of this, Alice,” Zoran tells her, pulling her back before she comes to pose as a blockage to my destination which is my bedroom.
‘Are you even making the right decision?’ An inner voice queries.
I don't have the time to answer that because I'm trying to make it to my quarters in record time.
I push my door open and walk towards the bed where I lower her on it. Her thick hair curtains a part of her face as her head lolls to one side.
My fingers itch and without inhibitions, I reach to brush the strands out of view, revealing her creamy flesh with a fading purple stain.
A reminder of my men's brut
