CHAPTER TWELVE

Enya pov

Today, the pain in my side is not the only thing for me to complain about. The idiot cuffed my hands, kissed me like no one ever has, and carried me to the sofa. Well, thanks for nothing; no wonder everyone calls you a goddamn animal. I curse under my breath and try to free myself. I'll jump out the window if that's what it takes for me to break free. I probably look like a turtle as I try to roll around and get to my feet, but I don't care. There could be an entire audience watching my struggle, and even then, I wouldn't care.

My soul almost leaves my body when I look at the bed and notice the outline of what looks like a body under the sheets. Cautiously, I move closer and have to restrain myself from bursting out laughing. There's a pile of pillows and a sheet thrown over them. I scan the room, it doesn't look like anyone, but I have been here for an hou