In the middle of the sea, their ship was floating and just like how winds and water were going crazy outside, inside the cabin of the ship Silja and Donovan's hearts were beating loudly. Slow rain was hitting the glass windows of the cabin and the atmosphere was cold despite the fire burning inside the fireplace.
Silja's body trembled. She thrashed her head to the side in irritation when she realised that he was still on to punishing her.
"Please Donovan. Don't do that," Silja looked at him with tears filled eyes.
It was driving her crazy. With her hands bound to the headboard, her body in an explicit position and the way she was begging him to continue was very shameful to her. But she was not in her own control.
He was playing with her. Igniting the fire only to leave it before anguhising it.
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