They brought my lunch. I did not touch it. I did not even open it. I have not seen Greval for a week. It has been a week since the last time he went here. That is a good thing. I just hope this will continue. I just hope that he will never come back here again. I do not know if what will he do the next time he sees me.I am always anxious when I think about my father. What if the killed him already? What if Greval found him? What if he tortured him? God, no, please. Save my father. I do not know what will happen to me if he is... dead. I will never going to accept it.There is a huge possibility that Greval had already found my father. But why he has not yet showing up here? It has been a while since he went here. What is making him busy these past few days? Is he planning about something? What is then? Is it about my father?But no. If he has ever caught him, he should have told me and used my father to make me tell him the truth. He should at least let me know that he is holding him

Greval left as soon as I finished eating. His men cleaned the table. As usual, the whole day, I did nothing but to stare at nothingness. I sighed as I think about what happened last night. As much as I wanted to forget about it, I can't seem to do that. It seems like the image of him was already in my mind for the rest of my life.But I know that it means nothing. He was just horny and I admit, he made me so fucking horny last night. It was normal for a human body to feel such pleasure even if you do not want it.I just woke up with a palm caressing my skin. And I even thought that I was dreaming. It has been awhile since the last time I ever fucked someone so it is normal that I got easily horny by his touch.I walked over to the door and tried to open it but of course, it was locked. I just assumed that they forgot to lock it. I sighed heavily. How would I leave this place? It is nearly impossible for me to do that, I know but I need to at least try. I need to do something. Doing so

Greval left. I was begging him to not to but he never listened. I was so scared to be left alone with this wild animal.The lion has been growling so loudly and I can't do anything than to cover my ears with my hands. My body was shaking whenever I hear its scary growl. The ground is moving whenever it shakes the metal bars in between us. I feel like it will going to jump at me any moment from now. I have been screaming and calling Greval's name but he never came. I do not know what he is planning to do to me in this room. Maybe he wants to make me crazy by listening to the lion's growl the whole day. He will succeed by it. I am slowly losing my mind.If he intends to make me crazy, then so be it. I do not care at all.I was sitting on the floor, hugging my knees. I gave up screaming his name. It just made me so exhausted. I feel like my vocal chords has been broken for screaming so loud.My eyes quickly glanced at the lion. It was laying on the floor but its head was on my direction,

"W-What?" I whispered in a trembling voice. No. This can't be! Not my father! Please! I almost yell those words but I know that it will be just a stupid move! I will never let him find out that he is my father. I will never let him learn that Petrakis Tzivas is connected to me."Petrakis Tzivas? I do not even know him!" I gritted my teeth in annoyance, pretending to not care about what he was saying.Greval raised a brow at me. His arms were still wrapped around my waist. I have been trying to push him away but his grip was just too tight!"You do not, huh?" He narrowed his eyes at me. He looked like he does not buying my words and it made me nervous. No. I should not show any reaction to him. I need to do this better than I should."I do not know who that Petrakis is, Greval! Why do you keep on insisting that I do?!" I glared at him.But what if Dad had already said something? What if he already said that I am his daughter? No. I am not yet sure about that so I have to be careful. Bu

He just glared at me as he scrutinized my reaction, probably gauging if I am lying. Eventually, he looked away, sighing deeply.I swallowed hardly. I walked back to the cold floor and sat there. I do not know what he was doing here. He did not bringing any food. I wonder what he wanted?He remained watching me as he put his hands on his hips, as though I was an experiment he is finding difficult to comprehend. I looked away. What? What is he staring at? What is his problem?"What are you doing here? I want to be alone," I said softly, not wanting to look at him. I was scared that he will hurt me if I ever look at him.I saw from the corner of my eyes that he grabbed the chair and sat there.Knitting my brows in frustration and annoyance, I glanced at him.He was just staring at me while sitting there. His legs were wide apart as his elbows were rested on his thighs, intertwining his fingers. The first three buttons of his dark gray button down shirt were undone.I felt my cheeks burni