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~CECILIA’S POV~ Though George’s blow is strong enough to throw Dorian away from me, it doesn’t stop him from getting back on his feet. When I am about to run away, holding George’s hand, he grabs my leg and declares, “If you take one more step away out of the room, I swear to you that I will decapitate this farmer friend of yours.” The threat puts a halt to my movement, and I stand helplessly to receive my punishment. George keeps pulling my hand while claiming, “We will go far away. He won’t find us, Cecilia.” “I can’t risk your life, George,” I mumble out as I remember his violent tendencies by recollecting how brutally Dorian killed the rogue who tried to violate me. Dorian asks the guards to separate me from George and then instructs everyone to leave me alone with him inside his