Twisted Greed (Twisted Sin #1)

Chapter 2

"This is no place for one as innocent as you."

Yzabella's heart raced even faster, fear and an odd sense of thrill mixing within her. She felt utterly trapped, her body responding in ways she didn't understand. Desperately, she tried to summon the strength to break free, to scream for help, but the man's presence and the overwhelming scent of desire in the room rendered her weak.

Yzabella couldn't move her body, but the burning sensation inside her increased with each passing second in the embrace of the unknown man behind her. Her eyes once more fixed on the bed where the ladies became more intimate with their acts. She wanted to avert her gaze, but something held her back.

Her breath grew hot, her body more sensitive, and she felt her nipples harden as the man's touch lingered on her body.

"L-Let me go..." she tried to speak louder, but it came out as a whisper, just enough for the man to hear.

The man chuckled in a low, deep tone. "As you wish, my lady."

Before he let her go, she felt her necklace being unclasped from around her neck. The cold metal slipped against her skin before the man swiftly guided her outside the door, never letting her see his face. Then he pushed her out, leaving her in a daze. She found herself in the hallway again, facing the grand double doors of the room that held such great sin inside.

"W-What...?" she murmured, unconsciously reaching for her neck, her hand searching for the ruby necklace Liora had picked for her.

Minutes passed as she stood there, facing the closed doors. Her mind was in a complete mess, her heart pounding endlessly. The burning sensation inside her slowly cooled down, but she felt something wet between her legs, flowing uncomfortably down her thighs. Her hands moved from her neck down to her abdomen, and further down, but she was stopped when she felt a gentle touch on her shoulder.

She turned to find Liora standing behind her, an amused yet gentle reprimand in her eyes.

"Found you," Liora whispered.

Yzabella forced a grin. "You always do."

"Now, my lady, let's continue our exploration. There is so much to see inside the palace," Liora said, guiding her back to the main corridor.

As they walked, Yzabella couldn’t shake the uncomfortable feeling she was experiencing. Instead of continuing to explore the palace, she turned to her maid. "Liora, I think I need to change clothes. I... I'm not feeling well."

Liora's concern immediately deepened. "Of course, Princess. Let's return to your chambers."

The walk back was quiet, Yzabella's thoughts still jumbled from the recent events. She felt Liora's reassuring presence beside her but couldn't bring herself to speak. Once they reached her chambers, Liora helped her out of the dress and into a more comfortable gown.

"Would you like some tea, my lady? It might help you relax," Liora suggested.

Yzabella nodded absently, sitting down on the edge of her bed. As Liora busied herself with preparing the tea, Yzabella's mind returned to the dark room and the mysterious man. She wondered if she should tell Liora, but something held her back. Maybe it was embarrassment, or maybe it was the strange thrill she felt despite everything.

Liora handed her the tea, and Yzabella took a sip, feeling the warmth spread through her. "Thank you, Liora. I just... I just need some time to clear my head."

"Of course, Princess. I'll be right here if you need anything," Liora said, her voice filled with gentle care.

Yzabella nodded, appreciating the comfort her maid offered.