Chapter 5

Deepening Possession

The next morning, sunlight filtered through my curtains like nothing had changed. But everything had. I woke up sore in the best way, my body remembering Marcus’s fingers and the taste of him. He hadn’t stayed the night smart, with the staff around but his scent lingered on my sheets. I was still deciding whether to hate myself or touch myself again when my door opened without a knock.

Marcus stood there in a dark robe, hair damp from his own shower. “Get up, Lila. Time for your morning lesson.”

My heart skipped. “Marcus, it’s barely seven. I have class at nine.”

“Perfect. Plenty of time...