"There's no use in overthinking, you don't have a choice anyway, you're not going anywhere." Draco's silky voice snapped her out of her thoughts.
She pressed her lips in a straight line, while glaring at him with a fierce gaze.
Crossing her arms over her chest, she blurted out "Am I your prisoner or your wife?"
"I longed for you...An entire year without you was a nightmare, so why on earth would I let you go for yet another second?" His voice rumbled across the walls as he approached her with a slow, graceful stride.
The flames in his ember eyes danced with an irresistible flicker, portraying the inner torment he underwent in his imprisoned state and suppressed emotions within.
Her heart skipped a beat when he approached her so closely, his eyes holding her under their intimidating gaze. She could feel the melancholic darkness seeping from his form, it was cold and dark, and her breath hitched in trepidation.
