I curled up on the floor with my arms wrapped around my legs and my knee almost touching my chin as violent sobs shook me hours after he left me there. My body was sore all over and my core still throbbed from his violent thrusts. I didn’t bother to put my clothes back on for fear that my legs will not be able to carry me if I tried to stand.
I stifled a sob when I heard him re-enter the house, banging the door violently and cursing under his breath. Now was my time for punishment, or death. Whichever he wanted, I was ready for it. Zayden vowed to kill me, and even though he didn’t succeed in doing so with his bare hands, he’d surely be the death of me.
Draven was moving frantically around the house, thrashing and hitting things, his powerful aura filling the house and making it feel s
