Chapter 191

• His thighs were on either side of me clamping mine together, my hands held above my head and then he reached in his pocket and brought something out, a knife, my pocket knife, the same one I had stabbed him with at his office, He kept it.
• He smirked as he flicked the blade out, shifted his weight and leaned on me before lowering the blade towards me. I winced as the pressed the cool metal to my neck, nipping at my skin with the point of the blade. I winced slightly but I felt something else that I wasn't supposed to feel.
• Excitement, curiosity and an image of Orian taking me with a knife pressed to my throat, where did that come from? I shouldn't have read that daddy book!