Chapter 15

The next morning, my belly is hurting over how much ice cream I ate last night. I don't even remember how long I cried for.

I just know it had been well into the night when I finally ran out of ice cream, and that had only caused me to cry more.

The emotions rushing through my body were too much for me to take. I knew I was supposed to be downstairs right now, sitting at the dining room table, and waiting like a good girl for Ghost, but fuck him.

After what he did to me last night, I'm not in the mood to play sweet obedient sex slave.

I'm laying in my bed and bundled up like a burrito, when I suddenly heard my door being swung open.

I jerked upwards and when I did, my eyes landed on a very pissed off Ghost storming into my room, a cold snarl already on his lips.

“It seeks you have forgotten the rules while I was away, my little slave,” he growled, and walked closer to my bed, causing my pulse to spike.

“I didn't forget,” I mumbled and laid back down in my bed, and used the blan