Sinfully Yours by Mirah Selim (sites to read books for free TXT) 📖

"What are you doing sir? You promised to give me two days and its fine if you can't give me a blanket I ---"

"Shh." She flinched still being held in his strong arms. He hushed her and didn't say anything further only walked out of the basement.

Everything was dark till they reached in front of a vast gate. Her fingers gripped his clothed shoulders tightly as soon as he stepped out of the gate.

She shut her eyes up feeling a throbbing pain in her eyes and head. The light had blinded her for a second. She slowly opened her eyes as she felt him walking ahead.

The mansion. She was in the same mansion she entered the first day and signed her fate away to this wolf. He kept on walking ahead with his usual poker face. There was no one present in the mansion except them.

Creed was sent by Cyrus out of the city for a whole week. While the staff works till 8 pm and it was already midnight. Her breathing accelerated at the thought of him doing something to her.

She thought she will have two days to make her mind but now she was freaking out. Did that other man lie to her about being given two days? She gulped as he entered an unfamiliar yet simple room.

There was a normal-sized bed and a cupboard along with a mirror attached to the wall. He placed her on the edge of the bed making her go stiff. She waited for him to do something to her but instead, he walked to the side table pulled something out.

First aid kit. Her eyes widened as he kneeled in front of her and gently started treating her bruised wrist.

"Don't be too happy I am doing this because I don't like marks on my woman except for mine." She gulped scrunching her nose in disgust. His words had two meanings. One hickey and other bruises. But all of them should be given by him.

He wrapped the bandage on her wrist before walking towards the wooden cupboard and pulling something out.

"The damage isn't bad. Your wrist will get heal soon. And here." He threw a towel and two pieces of clothes on the bed.

"Take a shower I don't like my woman being dirty as well." With that, he walked out making her gulp down.

She hesitantly walked towards the clothes. She didn't want to shower after all she doesn't know his intentions and she wasn't ready for it as well. But again he was right. She was dirty and this was bothering her as well. She always liked to shower every day.

She grabbed the clothes and a horrified gasp left her lips. They weren't clothes, it was a piece of cloth. He gave her a negligee to wear. This will show her skin too much for her liking.

She looked at the door and bit her lower lip as her eyes traveled to the cupboard. She knew she shouldn't do this but well. She opened the cupboard and sighed in relief as she found a hoodie and shorts. Well, at least these will cover her more than what he gave her.

She took them and went for a shower. Only she knew with how much strength she showered. It was so hard for her to stand properly after all she haven't eaten anything for the last three days.

She wore the clothes and did her best to not let her bruised wrist touch water. She gulped before opening the door and walking out. The view in front of her made her froze in her place.

Cyrus was sitting on the sofa with his eyes closed. His one foot was resting on his other leg's knee. His hands were resting on the sofa's arms making her almost run back into the bathroom.

He looked scarily intimidating.

He slowly opened his sharp greenish-grey eyes hearing the bathroom door being closed. His eyes fell on her and instantly they darken seeing her not wearing what he gave her.

Hazel wanted to cry out in horror when he narrowed his eyes at her before detaching his foot from his knee and letting it meet the floor. Now he was sitting on the sofa with his legs wide open.

"Come here."

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