Chapter 8

Ronika

"Sir Quinlan will kill us," Aria mumbled minutes after I regained consciousness. Not only had she forced me to eat, she had stayed by my side even though she knew the consequences.

"Why would I kill you?" Quinlan chose that exact moment to walk in, eyes settling on Aria, before his eyes zeroed in on me. I was lying down on my stomach, near the foot of the bed, facing the door.

"Great timing," I muttered sarcastically, attempting to pull myself up.

"What the hell are you doing in my bed?" A cold shiver raced down my spine as I stood by the edge of the bed. My legs wobbled while my vision tunnelled once more, making me lose my footing. I braced myself for an impact, but it never came. I felt a strong arm drape under my boobs, saving me from a nasty fall. For a few seconds, I allowed my body to relish in his touch for the first time before he steadied me on my feet and then helped me sit on the edge of the bed.

I hissed, my ass burning at the first complete contact since he spanke