Chapter 11

Hazel’s POV

Every action had its reaction.

Their intimidation was their action followed by fear, my reaction.

Several undeniable horrific thoughts ran wild in my mind like thousands of red ants were dropped down on me.

Though I looked serene superficially, my heart was hammering against my ribcage, with a slight shake of my hands now and then. The tightness in my chest reminded me how much of myself I was going to lose.

A slight hiss escaped my trembling lips as the corset over my chest tightened slightly. Though I wanted to pry her hands off of me, I knew the consequences. Her hands harshly pulled the strings attached to the corset, the tightness felt suffocating, and I held back my yelp. It wasn’t like she would listen to me.

She was given straight order to get me ready, presentable for them, so that I could perfectly fit the role of their wife-to-be.

Wife.

The word left a bitter taste in my mind. I wasn