*Victoria POV*
I yawned and went to stretch when I realized that my hands wouldn't cooperate. What the f**k? I opened my eyes and gulped loudly. I felt all the air leave my lungs when I saw Damon sitting on a chair he placed right beside the bed. Oh s**t! I am in big trouble. He looks extremely pissed off. I noticed that my hands were cuffed to the bed posts. F**k! No wonder I couldn't move them. "Good. You're finally awake. We have lots to discuss, Victoria." he said with deep dominanting voice. "D-damon.... I can explain pl-" I stammered out, but he interrupted me with a laugh that chilled me to my bones. "Please explain to me how you blatantly disregarded my orders not to leave the mansion. Oh and the fact that you put your life at risk! What the f**k were you thinking Victoria. I have
