I took a deep breath and tried to calm myself down. I could feel my heart racing in my chest. My palms were sweating, and my mind was racing to come up with a believable lie. I had to try twice to speak, but my voice came out barely above a whisper.
"I...I don't know what you are talking about." I stammered
He sat at the edge of the bed, his eyes piercing through the dim light of the room. I could feel his gaze on me, like a weight pressing down on my skin. I tried to maintain eye contact, but his gaze was suffocating
"Come here Princess." He said, his voice low and even.
He extended his hand, his palm facing upwards. His fingers were long and slender, with a gentle curve that seemed to invite mine to fit perfectly into his.
I felt a bead of sweat trickle down my forehead as I tried to keep my composure. I could not move, my legs felt heavy.
"I don't repeat my words twice. Now come here." He commanded.
I took a deep breath, my heart pounding in my chest. The floor creaked beneath my feet as I lifted one foot and placed it forward, the sound echoing through the silence. I paused, gathering my courage, before lifting the other foot and taking another step. The air seemed to thicken around me, making every movement feel labored.
The distance between me and him seemed to stretch out endlessly, but I pressed on, one slow step at a time.
I felt like I was moving through a tunnel, with only one goal in sight. And with each step, I drew closer to him.
I stood infront of him, avoiding his hand that stretched out to me.
" You're going to have to be kept under lock and key, aren't you? You're going to have to be watched every moment?"
He finally stood up, my gaze traveling from his broad shoulders to his chiseled face. He towered over me, his height imposing.
The air was charged with tension as we stood there, the space between us crackling with unspoken words. I felt small compared to his towering frame.
"You'll learn to obey me one way or the other. And you've made me mad Princess, do you want to know what am capable of when I am mad?" He said, his voice a warning.
"And what would you do?" I blurted out.