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Caroline's POV I snapped out of my shock when he suddenly ordered his men to tie me down on the floor. I groaned when they roughly loosened me and dragged me from the chair, their tight grips on my arms almost distorted my arms as I felt like my bones would soon be crushed. "Look at me!" He demanded, and I forced my teary eyes to stare at his ugly face. "What do you say about a bite? Just imagine the humiliation Jackson would feel once I sink my fang into that slender fair neck of us." He trailed his fingers along the lines of my neck down my collarbone, and he looked enchanted, his gaze glued to my neck as they followed the movement of his eyes. "Maybe more than a bite would be great. It depends on how divine your blood tastes," he murmured, and as his eyes went further to the