"I don't want anything! Take all these things away! I don't want any of it!" Vikka yelled and tossed away the trays of food. It had been two whole days since Draconis took her to his castle, and every hour felt more miserable than the last. She hated him, she hated everything he owned, hated everything he gave.
The maids instantly began clearing up the mess she had made.
"Now, now, my love," His voice calm and cool, echoed throughout the room, and the maids all left what they were doing and bowed their heads to him. He flicked his wrist lazily, gesturing that they all left the room.
In a matter of seconds, he was left alone with her in the room. She was dressed in a black one-piece gown and it held her bodily features so perfectly. Accentuating every curve and figure.
She was beautiful. And he was infatuated.
"Just kill me already! What could you possibly want now that you have me locked up in this horrible tower! Just kill me!"
