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If only he knew the truth…
“You won’t get rid of me so easily, Retsos,” I mumble, as the untouchable strides past my bed, towards the door.
“The idea is not to get rid of you, dumb girl. It’s to use you for all that you’re worth.”
“Is that why you didn’t hit me tonight?”
“No,” Retsos growls. “I didn’t hit you because I need you looking fresh and untouched for our second meeting with Leonid Barinov. Tomorrow night. This time, we’ll meet somewhere a little nicer, and you’re going to wear something a whole lot more revealing… you’re also going to keep that disgusting mouth of yours shut tight. Understand?”
I don’t respond, but Retsos must feel that he’s gotten his point across, because after one last look of anger, he opens my bedroom door and storms out, slamming it shut behind him.
He doesn’t stop to lock me in; he doesn’t need to. I can still hear the heavy footsteps of his two loyal pigs patrolling the only hallway I could hope to escape through.
Each step they take is like a taunting second ticking by on some unseen grandfather clock. I’ve been in this situation countless times before. Locked somewhere against my will with nothing to occupy my mind but a fear of the future and a desperate desire to ignore my past.
But the harder I try to ignore everything, the longer time seems to stretch out.
God, I wish I had a book to read. Just one.
Sometimes, it feels like I’m an addict. A junkie who’s still jonesing for that little bit of magic dust that she once sniffed off the pages of the fairy tales she read as a child.
Somewhere in the back of my mind, there are still silhouettes of knights in shining armor and gallant princes and kings and princesses who deserve better. Over time, though, they have become increasingly impossible to reach. And right now, they are blocked by a mysterious figure. A long shadow with an athletic frame and wavy hair.
Instantly, I know who it is.
Leonid Barinov.
The bastard has wormed his way into my mind. A trojan horse in the skin of a charming prince. His evil gaze is ready to wreak havoc on me.
I don’t let him. I can’t.
Opening my eyes, I tear the blanket from my body and march to the bathroom.
When I catch my reflection in the mirror, I see that my cheeks are flushed.
My body isn’t that stupid, is it?
Sure, Leonid is hot. But that doesn’t mean I have to think that he is… right?
Slipping off my nightgown, I get ready to do the one thing other than reading that always helps to calm my racing mind.
Shower.
Well, actually, this place doesn’t have a shower head. So, instead, I turn on the facet and ready a bath.
The porcelain on the tub is old and cracked, but it holds the hot water well, and it doesn’t take long before I submerge myself beneath the calming waves.
Just like that, Leonid disappears from my mind.
And so does everything else.
For a blissful second, I just float in an empty pool, peacefully unaware.
But then one of my thighs rubs against the other, and the contact sends a spike of warmth bursting up through my core.
My toes curl and my hand instinctively reaches for my belly, as if it could stop what’s coming.
No. nothing can stop this.
