Killian's POV.

There was a knock on my room door and I was excited for all of half a second thinking it was Rosalind before realizing it wasn't.

Rosalind wouldn't have bothered knocking, she would have entered the room like it was hers and sat on the bed.

That was if she even bothered to come to my room. These days I was the one going there and I knew what she was doing. This was a repayment for all the things I had put her through.

Not that I minded, it was the sort of punishment I enjoyed and when she came apart at my touch, her body liquid...