ANNA:
I hear Sigrid enter the room, I pretend I'm asleep so I don't have to look at his perfect face, so manly and arrogant, after this humiliation I don't think I'll be tempted by his malevolent attraction. He's standing next to me, probably boasting about having an Omega at his feet, tattooed on his buttock with the crest of his family in Norway, the Black Rocks, and on his chest the initials of his first and last name.
He touches my face and kisses me on the forehead, what is this violent Prince playing at, he takes me in his arms and carries me to the bed, goddess of power, protect me, I hope he doesn't start with his caresses and sensual kisses. There's a knock at the door, I stretch my legs a little, they were already numb from being curled up in the corner like a worm, I look ou
