Amelia’s POV
“W— what? No… Let me go!” I yelled at the top of my lungs as one of the men carried me on his shoulder like I weighed nothing.
We got out into the hallway and Castriel was gone already. Kicking my legs in the air, I hit the hefty man carrying me multiple times but it only felt as though my punches were nothing.
“You better let me go, you bastard,” I said through gritted teeth but neither of them paid me any heed as they kept walking.
“Get your filthy hands off of me!” I screamed as the maids only stared while the man stomped off with me on his shoulders.
My stomach curled and my skin crawled when I began to think of all the possible things that could happen to me here.
I felt my head spinning as the thought of what Castriel could do to me or what he wanted me to be for h
