Lia~
My footsteps echo through the hallway as I make my way to the banquet hall. The cuffs jingle around my feet as a silent reminder that despite the fancy dress I'm still a prisoner here. I smirk at the thought. They may have bound my feet but they made the mistake of not cuffing my hands again and Clarissa left which means there's no one to remind them just how big they screwed up.
The giant black doors in front of me open up to reveal a huge dimly lit room. I roll my eyes at the sight, always black with this guy. The room is sparsely decorated save for the giant portraits on the walls and the nearly empty twenty-seater dark wood table. A pair of eyes meet mine from the far end of the table, his hungry gaze devouring me from head to toe. His eyes linger on my swollen stomach and a shi
