Chapter 18

Hazel’s POV

Cold hands pressed against my thighs, the touch tingling and soft even as light sparks erupted from point of contact.

Silk brushed against my mellow skin, as his fingers dig in, making me almost choked on my food. My eyes followed his hand immediately, his whole palm was spread all over my thigh, his long fingers caressed my flesh. I could hardly swallow the bite.

I panicked.

But I tried not to show it on my face. My reaction would only fuel their amusement. They would never miss the opportunity to see me at my worst, to make me suffer. Sometimes I couldn’t understand why my pain stimulate them that much. It further made me wonder, how long I would be able to survive them until I plan something productive. In this little amount of time I had with them, I was sure about some things. They wouldn’t hold back before ripping my head off. But why take one as bride when my father was their rival?

I held back a scream a