Chapter 5

I poke my head through the small hole I created in my doorway, my eyes darting nervously around the hallway. What am I looking for exactly? I'm not sure. After I fled from the handsome devil's room last night, I expected to be dragged back. But I wasn't, and I couldn't be more grateful he didn't force me to return and consummate our deal. The memory of his touch, both terrifying and thrilling, sends a shiver down my spine.

It's now four o'clock in the evening. Other than the maid who brought my food and the stoic guard posted at my door, I haven't seen another living soul. The isolation is starting to gnaw at me, leaving me feeling hollow and on edge. I'm a cocktail of emotions - bored, worried, anxious, and confused all at once. My mind keeps replaying last night's events on an endless loop, leaving me restless and desperate for any kind of distraction.

That's why I find myself peeking out of my door frame, hoping t