Chapter 7 Darius Shows His Cold, Violent Side

• Elara's heart raced as she slid past the back gate of the estate. She was breathing quickly and shallowly. The cool night air felt like freedom on her skin, which was a big change from the walls of the mansion that had been closing in on her. She couldn't stay here for another minute, not in this prison of gold.
• Every step she took away from the mansion made her mind race. Each step put her further away from Darius and the life that had been forced on her. The moonlight shone through the trees, showing her the way to the thick woodland ahead. She simply needed a few kilometers to get away.
• Her heart raced as she moved deeper into the shadows, but then a voice broke the silence, so harsh it made her tremble.