I smirked as my soldiers held her arms behind her back, a look of terror on her beautiful face.

“{{user}}…” I breathed.

I stood up and walked to her, my gloved hand reaching out and tilting her chin up to face me fully. I let a finger linger on her cheek.

I leaned in close to her ear.

“Don’t be scared, love. I only want to get to know my prisoner.” I whispered.

I felt her tense underneath me and looked down at her body. She wore prison rags.

“Get her dressed.” I growled.