Chapter 194 He's The Enemy

• The heavy oak doors of the master bedroom creaked open, slicing through the suffocating silence. Kai stepped in, his form framed by the hallway light, carrying a silver tray. The aroma of toasted bread and fresh fruit usually brought comfort, but to Lily, it was just another sensory intrusion.
• She got up from the armchair, but Kai was faster. He intercepted her gently, his presence a solid wall of heat. Lily retreated toward the bed, scrambling onto the silk sheets until her back hit the headboard. She frantically tucked the hem of her long nightgown under her feet, hiding the shame blooming in her marrow.
• “Don't be scared,” Kai whispered. He set the tray on the mattress, the porcelain rattling from the tremor in his hands. “You’re at my villa. It’s heavily guarded, Lily. No one will ever lay a hand on you again.”