7.

Lily’s POV

I didn’t eat much, I really couldn't. Not when he is looking at me as if he could not wait another minute to eat me or bend me down on the table and have his way with me.

“What are you thinking about?”

“Uh nothing,” I shifted in my seat, nervously. There was evidence of mischief in his voice. He has teased me beyond my imagination and he sits there as if he is the most innocent person in the world.

But I know, innocence is far from him.

“You don’t seem like there is nothing, are you scared? We have not even started anything and you are scared?”

“No, no . . . I am not scared, sir. I am just thinking.”

“You can go now if you think you are not up for this?” I looked at him then. His face looks so cold. Unreachable.

“You are letting me go? Really letting me go?”

“No, that's far from it. I am just letting you decide to do this. I am asking for your permission. Because once you enter inside my mansion that’s all. It’s final”

“And if I really want to leave, run as fast as my