Chap 6

Amelia's POV

I hated my life. I hated how powerless I was. And as I tossed and turned on the bed, naked down to my bare skin just as Cassius had ordered, I fought the tears that refused to stop falling down my cheeks and sat up on the bed, bringing my knees to my chest as I waited with dread for the door to swing open and for him to walk in, eyes filled with malicious intent.

I didn't know how long I rocked back and forth on the bed waiting for the door to open but as I looked up at the gigantic clock in the room, I realized that hours had passed since I was ordered to leave his office and come here.

My anxiety increased as I wondered if this was one of his mind games at work again. Was he purposely delaying to make me squirm and lose my mind to panic? I was expecting him to rush in here so that I could leave as soon as he was done with me but perhaps he had other ideas.

What was wrong? Has something bad happened to him at last? Has all of my prayers finally worked? Or was it Damie