Milena~My knuckles gripping the duvet turn white.Vladimir lets go. Shoving his hands in his pockets as he takes a few steps backward, he nods, urging me to proceed. My throat itches as saliva dries up. I sit on the bed, reach for the food tray, and place it on my thighs. With trembling hands, I consume the food. Vladimir’s gaze doesn’t leave me. Not minding the quantity of food choking my throat, I gulp down all of it. My throat stretches out in pain. Vladimir’s head tilts, his eyes watching as if expecting me to make mistakes.I ignore him.Finishing the meal, I hurry into the bathroom, wash up, and throw a towel around my chest before returning to the room. Vladimir stands in his position. Water-gray eyes tracking my every move. Unwrapping my towel while showing him my back, I hang the towel over my shoulders. It drops down to my thighs, shielding the rest of my body. Reaching for the green dress and the others laid out, I dress up. Vladimir steps forward and hands over a hai
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