My eyes met Fabian's, and I swallowed hard, my lips parting.
"What?"
He tilted his head upwards, then slowly moved, bringing me to stand on my own feet. His hand remained secure around my waist, however, and he looked down at me again. There was a resistance in his eyes that showed me he would not be as vulnerable as he was when he had said the last sentence.
"I know you walked into this marriage on your own. But you will need my permission to leave, and that I will not grant. You, Aurora, shall become my wife. My very own dawn."
I blinked as he gave a small smile, then moved closer. My back hit the chair again, and I knew I couldn't go further. His hand moved from the table, then to cup my neck. To my own surprise, I did not move, my eyes wide as I watched him lean to me. I could see
