Angelina's POVWinston looked like he was having the time of his life teasing me and I wondered why I even came to this party in the first place. Indeed, I didn't want to miss it, and I didn't want to miss seeing him here, and no matter how loath I am to admit the fact that I like seeing him, a bit, just a bit, I actually do, and so here I am.The women from earlier just enveloped me in warm wishes and questions about how last night was. It was really all so sudden and I was feeling a bit claustrophobic, it was like they would bear down on me and not give me space to breathe.Then Winston came to save me, out of the blue and with that annoyingly handsome face of his. I bit my lower lip as memories of last night came rushing back to me. The raw pleasure I had seen on his handsome face was all too vivid.I hadn't really expected that the night would go like that. I have to admit that at some point I had really thought that I would pass out from all the anger and the surprise that I had
Angelina's POVWinston didn't let me go back to the room with him.Did I really want to go back to the room with him?I didn't know how to answer that question for sure but I was sure of one thing. I didn't know what was happening to me.All my life I had kept a healthy distance from men, and now I was feeling these intense emotions for someone that almost had me stripped naked and flogged after he kidnapped me, the same person that had my father in a cell and was holding both of us captive.Arghhh.I felt like killing myself and getting all of this done and over with. I felt like a betrayal even, like I was betraying myself and I was betraying my father too because what the hell was I even feeling? Why was I feeling this way for crying out loud?Ugh.I hate this.I hated this room.I hated this bed.I hated these clothes.The pastel purple shirt I had been given and simple jean pants almost made me feel like I was back in my normal life, going for a run early in the morning before I
Angelina's povWinston dropped me on the bed in another room.I felt ice race up my spine as he pinned me with a predatory glare. Does he always have to be this intense?"Is it morning sickness?" he asked.My eyes widened at his words and from the look on his face, I could tell that he was searching for something.And he was not just searching for something lackadaisical, he was looking for it intently, like very very intently, like he was using his eyes to slowly disrobe me and see through the layers of clothing that I have managed to put on.And his eyes."Hey, what's with all the incessant staring?"The blush that crept up my face was one that I could not control. I mean why would he be staring at me like that?Again the thought came to me to ask myself why I was not feeling the usual string of repulsion that I would have normally felt had it been someone else looking at me the way he currently was, I decided to keep that thought for later and continue with what I was doing now.An
Winston's povI could not believe the words that were spilling out of my mouth.Was I really serious about what I was saying?"It would make me more than happy", she answered with a smile on her face.The moment the words left her mouth it was like she had pronounced a verdict. I knew that I would be able to refuse her if I wanted to, I could also agree and just let her have this one thing.I did treat her badly when she was brought here and I do agree that I could have taken a calmer approach, but given the circumstances, I don't think that would have been the most ideal thing to do.It wouldn't have been. She would have run away and informed some of the human authorities she would probably be working with as lawyers."You aren't officially a lawyer yet, are you?"Her brows scrunched in confusion as she regarded me and the moment the words left her mouth, I knew I might have messed up."Did I ever tell you I was a lawyer?""Weren't you abducted from a learning institution?"She nodde
Angelina's povThe maid came for me as he said.She handed me a purple gown that was a bit on the short side, but free enough that I didn't feel like I was wearing a gown at all. I didn't feel like an adult in it, I felt young and free and I wondered if Winston had known this gown would give me that feeling.Sincerely everything about his actions managed to fascinate me in one way or the other.The maid walked at a brisk pace like she had other things she needed to attend to other than taking me to the dungeons. I'm guessing she did, they probably all had some extra work to attend to, unlike a certain someone I knew who was going to visit her father who was in the dungeons.Winston seemed thoroughly convinced of the fact that my father had something to do with the killing of his.What did he call her again? His wife said my father killed someone. I don't even want to think of it, I don't like the notion of my father being a killer.Maybe he was defending himself or he had to pull that
Angelina's pov Three days. After three good days, I waited for Winston to come but he never came. The same person that had my father imprisoned in this strange place and had me locked up in here. I have had new guards stationed outside my door, with direct orders to follow me everywhere, even to the restroom and I had to beg them not to follow me inside. It was the most humiliating thing ever, I mean I had to beg people for me to use the restroom, I had to beg two grown men not to come into the restroom with me and I could have sworn that they looked like even doing that was hard for them like they would crumble and fall if they didn't obey the orders of who sent them, and like this place wasn't weird enough. I could swear that these people weren't totally normal. I hear howls at night, actual howls that sound like that wolves. I didn't know what to think about all that was happening and I didn't even want to think about it. The whole thing seemed fishy to me so I just let it go.
Angelina's pov Convincing Ella to help me sneak out of my rooms proved an easier feat than I had expected. It seemed she also had someone she wanted to see, someone she actually needed to see but she had been assigned to me and she couldn't leave unless she was released. No doubt that ugly fool Winston's work. She took me through a secret passageway. A place that opened when she pressed one of the bricks by the fireplace into the wall. We went through unnoticed for most of it, Ella always told me to match our steps, so they wouldn't hear us. I wonder who would have heard two people creeping down a short ugly staircase. The place wasn't as dusty as it should have been, which meant others used this passageway, I guess that is what Ella probably wanted us to avoid. We moved like thieves in the night and soon we were under open sky and fields. I wanted to fall down in the grass and sob. Three days. Three good days and the fool didn't think it necessary to come to see me, and like
Chapter 34Winston's povMarco had been right.I needed to get a handle on her.The fact that I hadn't killed her yet and also killed her father like that wasn't enough to make her grateful to me, she also had to try and make me look like a fool in front of all my people.What would they say if they heard that a human had escaped from under my watch?What would they think of me?I should have her father whipped until he begged for mercy and asked me to kill him instead. That would give me greater satisfaction than anything else. Greater satisfaction than making his daughter suffer but I couldn't do that, not yet at least.I had to keep him alive so his irritation of a daughter can serve her purpose. When she has given me an heir, then maybe I can get her killed off and feed her and her father to the dogs.Maybe I would let some of the rogue wolves kill them, I'd take them into unknown territory and abandon them there, or the most exciting proposition, I can keep them here and make the