𝐉𝐀𝐍𝐄 𝐃𝐎𝐄
"Look at me," he demanded again, and I forced my gaze up to meet his. I couldn't stop myself even if I wanted to. Even if I needed to. He wielded that much power.
His eyes were dark, hard, merciless orbs which conveyed one clear message. Dominance.
My body shuddered as I tried to fight the urge to bow down and kiss his feet. I wasn't sure if that was going to earn me a reward or punishment. And I wasn't willing to find out.
His dark brows furrowed. "Jane. Are you saying your name is Jane as a kind of irony? Because if that's the case, you are not helping us help you."
I didn't attempt to answer in any way as my heart began pounding even harder.
"What is your real name?"
I bit my bottom lip. He wouldn't believe me anyway, so there was no need to try "That's it. That's what my name is… my name is Jane."
His eyes remained fixed on mine and I wanted to squirm away from his scrutinizing gaze.