When Bella opened her eyes, she was back in Rafael's room. The memories of last night flashed in her eyes.
He had played with her until she could not bear it anymore. Her eyes had widened and a strange sensation had covered her whole body. She remembered bursting on his fingers again and again until she could not bear it anymore.
She had gone limp in his arms and he had brought her back to the palace. She had felt asleep, drained physically and mentally with no word to whisper to him. She was relieved that she did not need to answer his question.
And now.. How was she going to face him? She held the blanket tightly feeling the filth on her clothes. She had seduced her enemy and saved the witches. How far would she go now?
Just when she was debating whether she should go out or not, the door knocked and a guard came in.
"You are invited for breakfast with the lord." The guard spoke in a solemn voice, "no excuse would be allowed."
