Chapter 012

Scott’s POV

I tapped my fingers endlessly on the surface of the glass desk as I waited for Adams' report. I’d sent him to Christina to know if she’d decided to have a change of mind. Surely, she wouldn’t hesitate to come begging for forgiveness after her silly actions and the little show she’d put on, in hopes of getting me to fall under her whims. By now, I was sure hunger must have dealt her an ugly hand, and coupled with the pain of the wound on her neck, she’d have no choice but to be docile and obedient. She was a smart woman and I knew she’d make the right decision. It was just very sad to know that she’d let herself go through so much pain and agony, all for nothing.

I was still tapping my fingers against the desk when a soft knock sounded on the door and I called out to him to get in, as I knew it was none other than the butler, Adams. There was a weary expression etched on his face, as he walked towards me, his eyes staring at everything else except me.

“So?” I inquired, not