Enslaved (Prince of the Doomed City #4)

by Sylvia Mercedes

“Say my name.” He stares into my eyes, hypnotic and dreadful. “Say it how I want to hear it.” I swallow. My lips part. A breath of sound eases from my throat. A whisper, a sigh. Ivor frowns. His grip on my chin tightens. “What did you say?”