Chapter 88 A Soul Crushed

• He followed her, his eyes never leaving hers, his movements deliberate and predatory. Aurora’s fear grew with every step, her mind racing for an escape that she knew wouldn’t come. As she reached the edge of the bed, he was right behind her, his breath hot on her neck.
• He began to unbuckle his belt, the sound of the leather sliding through the metal loops seeming to fill the room. His eyes remained locked on hers, a thrill dancing in his eyes. Aurora’s stomach clenched, and she could feel the bile rising in her throat.
• “You’re going to do exactly as I say, aren’t you?” he whispered, his voice a cold, sinister hiss. His free hand reached out and traced the line of her bare shoulder, sending a wave of fear through her.