章 251: | Traces Of Innocence

𝐋𝐔𝐂𝐈𝐀𝐍

The soup Katherine gave me was delicious, filled with mushrooms, rice, beans, and chunks of beef. As we ate, I observed Milan, wondering what the hell I was going to do with her now. Keep her naked and tied up in my house forever?

To my shock, the idea held a certain dark appeal. For the first time, I understood why Anthony had Anna tied up in their room or their special training barn most of the time. The barn was as secure and isolated as one can get — a perfect place for a woman who may not necessarily want to be anywhere else but wity him.

If I had an island, I'd keep Milan there, with nothing but her long blond hair to cover her.

Her spoon clinked against her ceramic bowl—I didn't have paper plates for soup—and I tensed, my gaze jumping to her hand. She was just eating, though, her attention seemingly focused on her meal.