章 152: Dead To The World

Cassandra blinked at him in trepidation, unmoving. She was frozen again, not wishing to be touched by his cold, lifeless hands or those tendrils of his which squeezed the energy and happiness out of her. 

Her throat was hoarse from shouting for help whenever he was not in the room, but no one came except Aiko to calm her down. She could only guess that he was keeping her somewhere secluded. 

"Don't make me force you, Princess Cassandra. I am just going to clean you up for now." His dark voice heightened her anxiety.  

He had already laid his hands on her flesh and now he wished to snatch away any dignity she had left. 

She hadn't been touched by a man like that except Siroos and she didn't want to be. 

"I can clean myself up, please," she added the last word unwillingly, hoping there was some rational thinking in this vampire's brain. 

He merely shook his head, his dark hair obscuring his sharp features and caressing his sharp cheekbones.