~DORIAN’S POV~
After retrieving my little lamb from Nikolaj, I throw her roughly on my bed. As her shoulder touches my bed, she lets out a gut-wrenching wail.
“What’s wrong?” I ask her as I lean towards her.
She crawls away from me and shakes her head, “It’s nothing.”
“Why are you always so afraid of me?” I yell as my patients grow thin. “Have I ever harmed you?”
Silently, she once again moves her head to convey her denial. Frustrated, I ask her, “Why are you not saying anything?”
Her face continues to display pure panic as she relates me about her worry, “Why have I been brought here? Are you going to force yourself on me?”
Climbing the bed, I reveal, “You’ll be here from now onwards, since Nikolaj won’t stop pestering you if I’d keep you imprisoned. Your stay here might deter hi
