Lila POV
The anger in his eyes swirled like black smoke, his words piercing my chest like a thousand daggers. My retort burned the tip of my tongue, but I knew that I had pushed this man far enough…for now.
Within seconds he had hauled me out of his bedroom and down the hall. For a few moments I was sure that he was angry enough to want to take me back to the dining hall, to let Damon finish what he started with his belt. But he didn't.
The relief that flowed through me when Nico took me back to my room rather than the dining hall was indescribable.
I never thought I'd be glad to go back to the room that had become my prison. There was no way I would have been able to survive another round of being exposed to all those men especially Damon.
Nico stopped in front of the closed door with a security padlock and glanced my way. "Turn around."
What did he think I could do with the security key? It wasn't like I had a keypad on the inside of the room.
