7

Natalie's POV

"Who did this to you?", a slight whisper came from Nolan. My body stretched against the cold sofa and I suddenly felt his presence leave the room. I wanted to say a name, but I knew the rules, and I knew that 'my father', Daniel wasn't afraid of showing me that I needed to follow them. He loved his power over me and everyone who walked this damned earth.

I cuddled up against the pillow next to mine, and I knew he was right, it wasn't just the mattress. That intoxicating smell was comforting and as much as I despised the man wearing it, the scent brought me safety and security. Something about this total stranger told me that he wouldn't hurt me, like Daniel did.

"You love my pillow", Nolan gawked as I quickly opened my eyes to the bright sun and the shadow of the man. I quickly released the pillow into his hands and he climbed into bed under the million of weighted layers.

"No wonder the Ice Princess's room is like an icebox", he commented and I began to push him out