They had traveled for two days since House Nileton. It had been days since she was kidnapped and he even touched her. He was already thirsting for her again. Ophelia wondered if she'll ever be able to satisfy this man.
Ophelia was terrified, for it had been two days since their journey, she didn't smell pleasant, and the dress was giving her bad memories. Slowly, she edged back and back, until her body hit a wall. He narrowed his eyes sharply, watching her the entire time.
Ophelia was intimidated by his large form that towered over her. He talked in her direction, like a panther analyzing a tiny bunny.
"What are you doing?" Killorn roughly asked, slowly raising his arm to press on either side of her head.
Ophelia stiffened. Killorn cornered her against the wall.
"I-I…" Ophelia was startled, for her dress was deftly stained, her skin dirty from two days of not washing, and she wasn't in the prime condition.
