No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

Just as I was about to speak, Henrik's voice already rang in my ear, "Lass, do you believe if I let him in right now, it'll just mean one more for me to take away?" He was threatening me, trying to scare me.

"Felicia?" Conrad called out for me again from outside, his voice tinged with a noticeable urgency.

There was no way I was going to let Henrik take me away without making a sound. So, I lowered my head and bit into Henrik's hand, and as he flinched in pain and loosened his grip, I broke free and dashed towards the door, "Conrad, help..." I couldn't finish my words before a cold breeze hit the back of my neck, and then I knew no more.

When I woke up, darkness surrounded me, with only a few dim floor lamps lit. I was lying on a soft, large bed.

The scenes before I lost consciousness flashed through my mind, and I sat up abruptly, throwing off the covers to check my clothing.

Seeing the unfamiliar pajamas on me, my mind exploded. Then, the room's door opened, and there was Henrik, also dressed in pajamas.

A chill ran through my entire body as I stared at him with a mix of terror and anger.

"So fierce?" Henrik smirked, a corner of his lips lifted.

I glared at him, speechless.

have the courage to ask who had changed my clothes or why I

sat on the edge of the bed, holding a glass of red wine. With his pale, European features, he looked ambiguously charming, "If I'm not wrong, you're upset about this, aren't you?" He gestured towards my pajamas with a nudge of his chin. Immediately wary, I pulled the covers tighter around me. I wanted to ask him if

done something to me, I would

an innocent girl," Henrik chuckled,

brought me here? What do you want?" I asked,

in his glass, "Didn't

the way he referred to him made my

mentioned Ernest,

said, "You won't use me to get to Ernest. He and I have nothing to do with

happens to me."

so," Henrik's lips curled into a mischievous smile, "then I must test that

shiver went through me. Then I saw him put down his wine, grab my phone

then asked, "This Ernest

my messages, his finger hovering over Ernest's contact, which I had saved under the name

I tried to

Henrik easily lifted it out of my reach, then taunted, "I never knew you