CHAPTER 020
STORM’s POV:
How did he catch me so easily? I grimaced, staring at my now bound hands, as the bastard proceeded to feed me.
I didn't want to be here. I wanted to go back home. Why wouldn't he just let me leave? Or just kill me instead. I'm sure death was a better reprieve than this nightmare.
“I said I don't want it!” I yelled for the umpteenth time, pulling my lips away from the pancakes. My stomach grumbled at me, annoyed that I was rejecting such delicious goodness.
“More for me then.” Lucien smiled cheekily, swallowing the pancakes right in front of me. Bastard.
“I said I don't want it; release my hands so I can feed myself.” I demanded it even though I knew it was a long shot. There was no way he was trusting me again after my second failed attempt at escaping.
