Bethany’s P.O.V.
I threw myself on the couch on my back and closed my eyes. I was so exhausted, and my legs were hurting badly. I was glad that Mr. Knight didn’t stay for long and we left the party right after our short meeting with Mr. Brandon. I groaned a little in pain when I tried to bend my knees. I didn’t know why Mr. Knight want me to stay with him here, in the same room. I meant that I was okay now and could stay alone. I slept well the last night, and I was sure that I was out of the trauma of that kidnapping, thanks to Mr. Knight. He didn’t give me any reason why I was with him in this room, just gave his orders.
I flinched in panic when I felt someone pulling my skirt up. “Wh… what,” I yelled while opening my eyes, but stopped when I saw Mr. Knight lifting my dress up slowly.
