Chapter 2

A month had passed since Lucians death, but it was only yesterday when I had accepted that he was gone, gone forever. I didn’t know how long I had cried but it was the most painful thing I had gone through, even more painful than Pierre’s torture.

I remembered the day he died. I had woken up in my chamber after losing consciousness. Pierre stood next to the bed and stared down at me with an ugly smirk on his face.

“Snow White is finally awake!” he said.

“Where is Lucian?”

“Your husband is dead!”

I shook my head as I sat up. “No, he is not! He will come back…I know he will come back.”

“Oh really? Tell me how a dead man will come back? I am curious.” He taunted.

Lucian was a demon, he couldn’t die.

“You will see for yourself when he comes back!” I spat.

Pierre’s ugly smirk turned into an even uglier smile.

“Well then, until he comes back you belong to me, princess.” His eyes traveled down to my neck and further down to my b.r.e.a.s.ts.

I grabbed the sheets and covered myself but he yank