Chapter 48


    *****Warning: This chapter contains sexual assault*****


    Scarlet''s POV


    When Ie to the first thing I notice is my wrists. My arms are stretched above my head and out to


    the sides, tied to bedposts. I yank on the leather straps that hold me as I test the strength of my bonds.


    I should be able to break them normally, but when I inspect the cuffs on my wrists I see that silver is


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    sped around the outside. This ensures that I''m not being burned but that I''m also unable to free


    myself. I try to turn my body, unfortunately I notice that I can''t move my legs either. My gaze travels


    down and I see that my ankles are restrained in the same fashion as my wrists.


    I can feel my heartbeat as it starts to race in my chest. My eyes continue to take in my surroundings


    and with each detail I be more anxious. First, I notice that not only am I bound, but I am done so


    in a manner that as me sprawled out on arge four-post bed on top of the deep red duvet. Then I see


    that I have been changed into a sheer white gown that leaves nothing to the imagination. I can easily


    see my body through the barely-there material and a shiver runs up my spine as my stomach begins to


    churn. I feel as though I''m set up like a virgin sacrifice and I can feel my fear and anxiety as my chest


    tightens. My breaths turn uneven as I begin to hyperventte and I hastily force myself to inhale deeply


    to avoid having the panic attack that I feeling on.


    The next thing I notice is the most chilling of all. My jaw drops open and my eyes widen in shock as


    they scan the area around me. The entire room is covered in painted canvases, all of them disying


    pictures of me in varying stages of undress and in a multitude of sexual positions. In one I am lounging


    on the chaise like when I had posed for him. However, in this portrait there are half naked men all


    around who seem to be worshipping me in some way. One is holding a golden tter of fruit, while two


    others fan me with fronds. Lastly, there is one standing behind me with his hand groping my breast


    while another has his head between my thighs. I feel utterly sick to my stomach. I thought Lucien might


    have just wanted me because he was bitter about Ethan no longer wanting his daughter, but I was


    terribly wrong. The man is clearly obsessed, scarily so.


    Panic grips me again as my chest begins to rise and fall at a rapid pace. I quickly close my eyes as I try


    to focus on my breathing. Inhale. Exhale. Inhale. Exhale. Once I''ve regained control of my fear, I try to


    reach out to Ethan with my mind-link, but it isn''t working. I can barely feel my wolf and I think it is


    because of the chloroform. I wonder if theyced it with wolfsbane.... Every time they drug me with it, I


    struggle to connect with my wolf once I''ve awoken.


    I begin twisting my hands as I try to squeeze them through the silver enforced cuffs. Though I don''t


    have my wolf to help me right now, I refuse to justy here and wait for my captor to arrive.


    Unfortunately, they are too tight for me to escape. I stop pulling against my restraints as I rx my body


    before I begin trying to dislocate my thumb. However, before I seed, I''m interrupted as arge


    wooden door swings open.


    My head immediately turns to see who ising in and my fear spikes once more as I see Lucien


    stride into the room with a smirk on his face and an evil, lustful glint in his eye. I desperately begin


    pulling at my bonds again as I struggle to free myself while Lucienes around to the side of the bed.


    "Hello, my muse," he coos at me as his gaze travels up my exposed body, eyeing me hungrily. I feel


    nauseous and my skin begins to crawl.


    Fear and disgust are consuming me, but I try to ignore it as I narrow my eyes at him, trying to look


    brave and intimidating. "RELEASE ME NOW!" I demand as I yank on the leather straps again in


    defiance.


    He seems to freeze for a moment as he eyes my bonds. His hand twitches as if he is thinking about it,


    but just as quickly, he seems to regain his determination. His eyes flick up to meet mine and a


    disturbing smile spreads across his face. "Now why would I do that?" he questions mockingly which


    just further angers me. "I have the perfect woman served up to me in such a magnificent disy. I''m


    looking forward to devouring every inch of you."


    "Don''t you fucking touch me you sick bastard! Now let me go or I swear to goddess it will be thest


    thing you ever do," I warn and am happy that my tonees out threatening and dangerous instead of


    stuttered and fearful.


    "You see? I love that fire in you. It''s so... sexy," he remarks as he gestures down to the growing bulge


    beneath his trousers.