Chapter 211

Lyra's POV

I laid down on the floor where I had been defiled by the man in whose custody I had found myself. I could not move, I could not think, I was sue that breathing if not a natural thing for a human, I would've completely forgotten how to do it.

I heard his footsteps as he went around looking for his shirt that he had tossed away during the whole ordeal. I felt a numbness around my wrist, it was where he had held me down with so much strength that blood was unable to flow through them.

He stopped walking in front of me, went down as he squatted, his hands found my jaw and he brought it up so my eyes could see him.

He had a quizzical look on his face that disgusted me.

"Why are you acting like you didn't want it? And even if you didn't want it, you can't tell me that you hated it. Wasnt that the best you've ever had?" He asked me.

"Are you gonna tell me that Asher performs better than I do?"

I couldn't even move, I couldn't maintain the eye contact he so desperately wanted me to