ROSAELIE I was still kneeling on the cold marble floor, my body trembling not only from the cold, but also from fear. Lucien’s last words echoed in my ears, a threat that felt real and dangerous. “Get ready, little princess.” I didn’t know what I was supposed to be ready for, but my instincts told me this was going to be far worse than what I’d just been through. His hand, which had been clutching my hair, now reached out, roughly grabbing my arm and pulling me to my feet. I staggered; my knees felt weak and sore after supporting my weight for so long. Without a single word, Lucien dragged me across the spacious room, his stride quick and determined. I was helpless, able only to follow like a puppy on a leash, a mix of shame and dread churning in my chest.He led me to the long, dark-wood dining table, the one we usually used for formal dinner parties. With one swift motion, Lucien swept away all the tableware on it. Plates, glasses, and silverware fell to the floor with a d
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