Lila
"No," Lila breathed. "I… I don't want to do that."
"I'm afraid you don't have a choice, dear. It won't hurt, I promise." His voice was so like Dane's, Lila kept catching her breath if he spoke when she wasn't looking at him.
She trembled as he swung two silky ribbons and a thick blindfold from one hand. A shiver rippled through her and she couldn't quite breathe as she rubbed her wrists, though they weren't sore, as much as cold. But she imagined she already felt the bonds he wanted to put on her, that he swore he wouldn't leave on.
She didn't trust a word he said.
He hadn't done anything to her. Yet. So far, he'd been a complete gentleman, but just knowing who was touching her, what he might do if she didn't play this right… she was finally coming to realize where she was, how much danger she was in.
All of Dane's words, all his fear over the past few months… her teeth began to chatter.
