chapter hundred-and-four

[ IN WHICH SHE DOES NOT ENTER THE RED ROOM ]

“Shh,” Rome silences me.

And I can tell he has an idea of what I was about to say. He has one arm around me, clasping my naked body to him. I feel his other hand softly trace my face, gently probing, examining me. His thumb brushes my lower lip, and I hear his breath hitch. Then, his hands finally come up to the blindfold.

He unties it.

Light floods into my irises, making them sting. So, I blink several times to get used to the light in the room. Once my eyes have adjusted, I see his handsome face hovering above me.

He’s staring into my eyes, and I hold his anxious, burning gaze for a moment, or maybe it’s forever.

“Once I am done with you, then you will know who you truly belong to.”

Kiss me, damn it! I implore him, but I can’t move. My hands are still tied above my head. As if noticing my annoyance, he reaches his hand up and loosens the tie around my hands. Now my hands are free.

I look up at him, and he looks down at me, his gaze