As I lay on the plush bed, surrounded by deep burgundy velvet drapes, my heart ached. The thought of their strong arms around me was like a dream that slipped through my fingers just as I tried to grasp it. My captor's castle was both beautiful and terrifying. It was a prison of grandeur, and I knew I had to find a way out. I had to take charge.
My thoughts were interrupted by a knock at the door. "Enter," I called softly, fearing further punishment from Lucius for any perceived disobedience. He'd already strung me up and whacked me with his "call me daddy" paddle while he infiltrated my thoughts with dirty fantasies. Ugh.
The door creaked open, revealing a girl not much older than myself. She had long, raven-black hair that cascaded down her back in gentle curls, framing her porcelain f
