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Elizabeth was taken backstage and rough-handled by the Madame as she forced her to change outfits. She felt like a toy, her clothes being swapped out to satisfy the desires of others. She now wore a simple backless dress that felt more like a maid’s uniform. It barely passed her thighs, once again leaving her far more exposed than she would have liked.“You will be meeting two of the most powerful people in the world. You’d best behave, or else you’ll be worse off than a feeder.”The threat did nothing to her. In her opinion, nothing could be worse than this. While in the car, being driven to her owner’s home like the purchased goods she now was, Liz worried over Ashton, praying that at least he made it out alive. It would be the only good thing to come out of all this.It took a total of two hours’ drive to arrive at the highly guarded compound of whoever her new owner was. A rich man, it seemed. A woman there took her inside, made her strip, and scrubbed her skin until it was flushe

The woman’s eyes, a pretty shade of green raked over Liz with unmistakable disgust.“So it’s true,” she spat. “Phoenix actually brought home a pet.” She could hardly believe it when she heard whispers about it. Selena Beriosova has been engaged to Phoenix since they were terns. She knew him. Phoenix did not like humans, he barely tolerated them. And suddenly he was bidding millions just to buy a woman?Selena had hurried back from Milan immediately, she wanted to see with her own eyes if the rumors were trueLiz was frozen for a moment, she had barely enough time to compose herself. Though she didn’t know who the woman in front of her was, the hateful look was enough to tell her that she must be one of Phoenix’s people. Liz instantly shook her head and tried to explain “I’m not—”“Silence.” Selena stepped closer, the air around her chilling. “You will stay away from him. If I see you anywhere near my fiancé again, I will rip your throat out myself. Just look at you, a pathetic human!”

Days begin to blur for Liz inside the Byrone mansion. Time loses its meaning. She wakes up every morning with a knot in her stomach, dresses in the plain clothes they’ve given her, and reports to whatever chore the head maid assigns. She no longer remembers what it feels like to be spoken to kindly. Everyone either ignores her existence entirely… or makes her suffer for daring to exist at all.By now, every servant in the Mansion thinks she was sleeping with Phoenix. And the Prince didn't make it easier with his special treatment towards her, always inviting her for meals and coming to check up on her from time to time. Liz had hinted on more than one occasion that she would prefer it if he left her alone. Of course she knew he was only doing this due to Damien's interest in her, but noone else did. They all assumed she was creeping into his bed at night. Begging to be fucked. DisgustingLiz grows used to it—uncomfortably used to it. She now knows how to scrub marble until her knee

Phoenix’s tongue flicked across his lower lip, collecting the last smear of her blood. The slow, deliberate motion sent a shiver straight down Liz’s spine. She tried to pull her hand back, but his fingers tightened around her wrist—not painfully, but with a quiet, unmovable firmness that made her breath catch.“Liz,” he murmured, eyes darkened with something animalistic . “Would you let me feed? Just a bit.”Her heart was beating fast in her chest. The last person who had fed on her was Damien, and that was only during the heat of the moment. She didn't hesitate before rejecting him “No.”“I can control myself,” he said softly, leaning closer. There was no threat, no force—just an intimacy that felt too dangerous. His thumb brushed the back of her hand, warm, steady, almost coaxing. “You won’t be harmed. I swear it.”Liz swallowed hard. Her voice came out thin. “I said no.”The moment stretched—tense. Then Phoenix released her hand slowly, letting her skin slide out of his hold. She

Liz woke slowly—painfully. Every part of her body felt wrong. Her ribs throbbed. Her throat burned. Her limbs felt like something heavy and useless. Even breathing hurt. She couldn't remember ever being hurt this badly. It felt like she had to Perl her eyelids open forcefully. She was met with the white ceiling. It was hard to comprehend anything when her head ached this badly. A soft voice broke through the haze, alerting her of the presence of someone else in the room “ Elizabeth?” the use of her full name was always alerting to her. Her lashes fluttered once more, as she had closed her eyes due to how brightly lit the room was. The room was the usual one, only that the bed was softer than she remembered… cleaner. The pillows had been replaced. The curtains drawn. Someone had washed the blood from her skin. How kind of them. Phoenix sat beside her, elbows on his knees, head bowed. He looked the detonation of Drained . His hair was messy for the first them in weeks, since they'd