Chapter 8
Yvette's POV
It hurt.
I woke up groggily from bed. A sunbeam shone through the large window, illuminating the European-style decorated bedroom.
"Miss Schwartz, you finally woke up." Aubrey cracked a polite smile.
I sat up silently. The discomfort in my body evoked memories of the violent s*x last night.
I remembered I had passed out a few times because of the pain, yet Black still showed no mercy.
He didn't stop even when I was unconscious.
My body seemed to have become a toy that he could dally with at will.
"Miss Schwartz, are you hungry? We've got a chef here. You can have whatever you want," said Aubrey.
"When can I get out of here?" I asked out of despair.
Aubrey sighed, "Alpha Black invites you here for a visit. You may leave when you give us the kid."
A visit?
