Sold to the devil

this mansion

outside does

in the bedroom he assigned me-if I can call it that. It d

rely look at me. It's like they already know I'm just another

en. But then again, no one needed to. Because Leon

w. I didn't step out of the room

he

k hit midnight agai

knock. He

enough to expose his sculpted chest. His eyes met mine ac

up,"

. My body tense

ossed the room and yanked my wrist roughly,

play house," he growl

ntly. I wanted to scream, to hit

I had no

punishing. His tongue aggressive. It wasn't affection

en, baring me to him. I hated the way my body reacted to him. My

nts with slow, infu

he mattress, I wanted to disappear. But instead, I sta

ered me without warning, wi

aned against my

enched the sheets. The pain stretched through me like fir

shook be

dn't

dn't

was a doll made ju

aw lust, but not once did he call my name. To him,

ent tears slid down the sides of my face

idn'

have cared e

sing under his breath, his body ten

.. si

abbed his shirt from the flo

idn't say a single word as he walked

legs open,

didn't sto

g my knees to my chest, and

he li

ss. So cru

, falling in love, getting drunk with their friends over broken hearts. B

n't mak

know where

s father. About how he ran the empire with a fist full of fire

ot long after the

makes s

of the man w

lty. Groomed to kill feelings. T

om the tree... and Leonardo n

ets, the ache between my legs sharp

of him left that