Chapter 10 Naomi

• When Gavril grabbed my arm, I didn’t fight him, my thoughts scattering as to what to tell him about who he truly had forced into marriage. He was going to kill me.
• He moved into the next room and before I had time to react, he threw me onto the biggest bed I had seen, the comforter already pulled back to reveal black sheets ready for us to dirty up.
• I tried to scramble away, but Gavril grasped my knees and forced my legs apart, his hand reaching in to tear the scrap of lace I had put on this morning and cast it aside. My entire body went still, and I forgot to breathe as he stared at me, his gaze feral.