The pendant

"No sweetheart, the only thing I'll never allow you to do is reject me. You are MINE!" He declared possessively. Pulling me into his arms, his head nuzzled on my neck. I could feel his warm breath fanning my neck, making me shudder.

His sweet intoxicating scent filled my nostrils and I took a deep breath, hungry for more.

" Now, be a good girl and come with me. This is not your home anymore." He murmured and I pushed him away, a look of horror on my face.

The word coming from his mouth sounded strange but eerily familiar to my ears. I kinda liked the sound of that. Strange right?, but ofcourse, I wasn't going to tell him that. I'd be doomed if I did

" What do you mean?" I stupidly asked despite understanding what he meant.

" You are a wise girl, don't you know what I mean? Should I spell it to you?" He asked, his words flaunting a hint of amusement.

His tone only made me swallow hard.

" What if I don't want to?" I stubbornly asked, challenging the man whose presence in my room had pu