With her hands held behind her back, Madeline struggled to get away from him but that only amused him further, "I want to go back to the room," she said to him, her breath of words falling not too far away from him and the grip on her tightened but not too tight to bruise her skin.
Somewhere Calhoun knew it would come to this but who knew she would find the opportunity to run away from the castle, moving past the guards and making halfway away from this place. After a while, she had stopped moving to realise that there was no point in her struggling.
Madeline could feel his breath. It tickled and tried to entice her, "So stubborn," he whispered to her.
