Prisoners

Vivian POV

Niko asked if I was afraid of him and I blurted out the truth. I should have said "duh, you're a beast with no heart. Everyone is afraid of you." There was something about the way he looked at me though.

He liked the fear running through my body, but somehow, I knew he wouldn't hurt me. Not just because of the stupid vow. He wanted me at his mercy. Probably to fuck me senseless, but at least it wasn't to kill me.

I cleaned up my garden some then headed upstairs to change for dinner. Tonight, we had guests and prisoners arriving. This should be fun. One more check I can make on the list of things I never wanted to experience in life.

I sat quietly at dinner, waiting nervously for these prisoners. I couldn't get them out of my head and had no idea who they were.

Would they be beast like Niko, bound and blind folded? Is Niko really going to peel skin from their bodies while I sleep a few rooms above them? How do these people carry on like this?

I glanced toward Niko and his