SERAPHINA
“And I promise, you’ll like it. But maybe not as much as us.”
Oliver’s voice curled around me like smoke, thick with wicked intent. I blinked up at him, my heart slamming against my chest. And then, he pulled out a strip of black silk and I stared at it with apprehensive eyes before looking into his blue ones.
They had already bound me in a position I couldn’t even move. What else was left there to do?
He answered my unasked question. "It’s for your eyes, little lamb." Oliver shook the silk dangling from his fingers like a new threat. “Even though this is a punishment, it’s also something you’ll be looking forward to…”
“No… please…” I was spread eagled on the bed, barely able to turn my head— and now he wanted to take away my sight too?
But of course, he didn’t listen.
