EMMA'S POV
“Well done, Emma. You'd be duly rewarded for your good work." Droker drawled, stroking my cheek tenderly.
“Thank you, my Lord." I smiled faintly at him, shuddering, resisting the urge to flinch from his touch, hiding my disgust.
“Maya, my pet. I've missed you." He squatted before Maya's tied up body, stroking her. His mouth was turned in a crooked smile, an evil glint in his deep blue eyes. The man needs to learn to keep his hands to himself. Disgusting bastard.
“Don't touch me, you bastard!" Maya glared at him, refusing to cower and spat at his face. Serves him right. I disguised my chuckle with a cough. Droker wiped the spit from his face and gave her a slap across the face.
“You've grown wings. You fancy yourself a queen. Your pathetic excuse of a husband couldn't s
