Chapter 22

She thrashed. Rasing her legs as high as possible, Astrid made to kick him in the face but he was faster, tying her ankles apart to both sides on the bed, it almost looked like she was being hung on a cross. She wanted to laugh, laugh at her stupidity for ever agreeing to such a stupid game, laugh for her weakness that led her to being tied this way and scream at the darkness for being dark. A tear suddenly slipped from her eyes, trailing towards the side of her eye, down to her ear. It left a tingly sensation and at the same time, a deadly and ghostly chuckle escaped from the depth of Kieran's throat as he settled back into her legs. There was nothing to restrict him now, she was fvcking sacrificial.