Chapter 49. Tied

Brianna's POV

When I woke up, I found my naked form tied to the bed. Hermes was standing beside the bed, gripping a small leather whip that looked like the one that had landed me in the castle hospital before. Only this one was smaller. His face was filled with rage, intense enough to melt metal.

“I thought I made it very clear to you that you’re mine until I decide otherwise,” he caressed the strands of the whip, his killer gaze still intent on me, melting me to ashes. “You tried to escape once, and I made sure you regretted it. And now, not only did you try to escape again, you also killed one of my guards.”

“Please, Hermes,” I choked back a cry, terrified and on edge. This was my worst nightmare. I knew what he intended to do to me with that ferocious whip, and I was certain it wouldn’t end well. “Don’t… please, don’t do—”

“Don’t do what?” He flared up like fire ignited from nowhere, thrusting forward as I flinched in shock. “There is no escaping this! The