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That’s why I pick up the fruit basket and head back upstairs. Taking a deep breath for composure outside Lily’s bedroom door, I decide to be diplomatic about this whole thing.

Firstly, she needs to know why she’s really here. Apart from our mistake last night, she needs to know what I am and what she’s here for.

But as soon as I unlock the door, a shimmering silver blade is held to my neck.

Chapter 12 - Lily

The pleasant tug between my thighs tugs my lips into a smile. The pure bliss my body feels seems to extend to every nerve-ending I possess,

It’s heavenly, the ecstasy rolling over me in waves. But as my palms lay flat on either side of me, a realization has me opening my eyes too soon.

Oh no! Was that just a dream?

The dreadful thought is the only thing racing through my mind as I quickly sit upright. Hugging my knees, sadness washes over me in that moment.

Had I dreamt about Draco’s sweet, passionate love the way I always dreamt about it? Was it all a figment of my imagination, the way my fantasies had been leading up to my kidnapping?

It can’t be…

Pressing my eyelids tightly, I try recalling what had happened last night. I remember the balcony, the ledge, and falling off.

That’s when my greatest fear had turned into my greatest strength. My savior. In the form of a golden dragon embellished with translucent burgundy gems. He’d held me in his arms, offering me comfort and protection so that I finally felt safe.

When I’d been in the safety net of the dragon’s presence, I’d opened up my eyes to the realization that he was also just a man. A man with dark, brooding features that had been the center of my every desire.

All those dreams underneath the sheets of my dorm room back in college… Finally, it was mine to do with as I pleased. And pleasure was what he’d given me between the sheets of his own bed.

Shaking my head, I squeeze my thighs together as the memory of that pleasure rushes through me like electric awareness. It was too real to be a dream. I’d felt everything.

I open my eyes to the reality of my whereabouts. I’m back in my own bedroom, where I’d been locked away for almost a week. Almost as if what happened last night didn’t happen at all.

Except it did. And it was meaningless to the dragon man.

As shame seems to fuel the tears bubbling behind my eyelids, I sniff to prevent them from flowing over. Keeping myself strong once again, I have to forget what happened last night.

I know it happened. I’m not crazy. But what I’m not is a crude woman who will accept being dumped back in my prison cell after giving up my virtue. Willingly, only because I was so sure that he felt the same way I did.

Even if I don’t know what I feel. I just know that Draco is the man who walked out of my dreams. And the dragon who held me in his protective embrace.

I caught only a glimpse of his warmth. Barely enough to cause a spark. And I’d offered myself in a moment of weakness.

Serves me right for being weak! I think despondently as I sigh with a heavy heart. Unfurling from the bed, I head over to the door, only to find it locked.

Grunting, I march to the bathroom, where my only consolidation is the fresh shower I can have. Lately, that’s been my only saving grace. And I’ve learned a long time ago to be grateful for the little things in life.

Still, I can’t bring myself to accept this humiliation. Once I’m dressed, I remove my only weapon from the mattress. One thing I refuse to do is be the dragon man’s sex slave.

Waiting behind the door, I know it’s only a matter of time before Kairo comes in. I’m officially done with pleasantries.

I need to find a way out.

When the keypad outside beeps, I take a deep breath. As soon as there’s a step over the threshold, I wield my weapon with all my might.

And all I receive in return is a chuckle.

“A butter knife?” comes Draco’s voice before he appears inside the room. He deftly kicks the door closed as he grabs my wrist with ferocious fingers.

His menacing presence forces me back into the room with a shrill squeak. My throat goes dry as I witness the flash of anger in his eyes.

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