Chapter Seventy One

Posion

James creaked the door open to the bedroom. Alice’s scent hit him and he felt himself instantly get excited. His member stiffening against his jeans. Was she awake yet? He thought to himself as he subconsciously adjusted his pants. He really had hoped the poisons had worn off by now and he could at least see her full reaction to seeing herself within his grasp. His eyes traveled over the dark room. Eliza was still on the bed writing in her journal. He frowned deeply. Her beauty and the fact that she was carrying his son inside of her were her only saving points at this rate. He thought the idea of writing in a journal was childish. Why would any grown person need to jot down their innermost thoughts, it makes them vulnerable. Stepping in the room his eyes spotted the iron cage. His body tingled looking at it. The hairs on his arms stood on end with anticipation as excitement flowed through him. He was almost shaking, praying she was awake as he slowly walked in. Eliza’s eyes