40. New found home

[Warning: Mature content]

Anastasia...

My eyes slowly fluttered open as I woke up from my deep slumber. I slowly sat up and stretched. My body felt drained and heavy.

I turned around to find him seated across the room wearing a black suit. His hair was tied into a man-bun. He, in fact, looked handsome but something was off.

He looked angry.

I didn’t greet him nor say anything. I removed the blankets off my body only to find bruises and hickeys on my outer and inner thighs.

I rubbed my thighs with the palms of my hands in disbelief but the marks did not move off. I froze when I realised my wrists were darkish-purplish. I scowled.

How many fucken bruises were there?

I climbed off the bed, which was something I soon regretted. I hissed due to the pain in my joints, never mind the pain down there. King looked nervously at me, like he was scared of something.