I whimpered fearfully. Struggling desperately in his grasp. His hot onion breath making me want to puke from the stench.

"Why the struggle Sasha. Don't you know your mine? If I can't have You no one can." He whispered sinfully making me shiver. If anything his words merely served to make me more desperate for escape.

I just wanted one day without the guards breathing down my neck. Just one lousy day and now this? Sometimes I think the universe hates me