MIRA
Gods, what is going on even? He is going to kill me!
His grasp on my neck is so strong, I try to pull his hand away, but Ryden Dargen is not even flinching at that.
“Please!”, I hiss in my already hoarse voice and, trying, to struggle, accidentally kick the sheets off. The man’s eyes fall on my body and he eases his grip, letting me breathe at least a little bit and I greedily gasp for air.
“You angered me, Mira!”, Ryden says finally, now his thumb stroking my neck soothingly.
“W-why, lord Dargen?”, I bring myself to ask although I am not sure I want to know.
“What you just said…”, he moves his hand to grab my chin and force me to look at him, “It’s absolutely unacceptable!”
“W-what did I say?”, I mumble, “I don’t remember…”
He stays quiet for a while and then I lit
