As Mark held her waist and pulled her towards the King sized bed in front of her whole body protested. She could feel every muscle tighten as she was being pulled towards the bed. But if she was to struggle it would only end up worse for her that she knew for certain.
All she could do was follow his lead. She thought for a moment before asking, "Can I see cupcake before bed?" Any delay was welcomed and she wanted to check on little cupcake.
Marks stopped and glanced at her questioning "Huh…." He thought for a moment then remembered about his hostage.
Sighing he replied "Oh the brat…if that's the nickname you give him. What nickname do you have for me?" He held her chin and pulled it towards him so he could see into her eyes. "Hmm…."
