Eunice stared coldly torwads the scary image, the more she peeks the closer the shadow the more she tries to realize the later it becomes. Eunice attempted shouting in fright but soft palms covered her mouth and pushed her roughly onto the bed.
There's no tenderness it was damn rough and hurting. "God! who are you please let me go".
She managed to say while flinching left. he didn't respond, that was with a mask but under that mask she felt a sense of warmth, his breath as warm and as that of a wolf. "Your highness, my prince!" Lucian heard voices on his head but the image before his eyes blurred his vision.
Already he ruined her gown and his fingerprints was all on her body, he didn't know he was being too fast nor too hard on her he hardly pulled her to himself.
EUNICE............