"Since you're already mine, struggling is pointless," he said, tracing a finger down her nape. His free arm was draped around her waist forcefully pulling her against him. She bit her lower lip and he smirked. The fear in her eyes was maddening him, as much as her unique scent was driving him crazy.
Roswell had captured Sapphire's heart long before he held her as a captive, physically. But of course he is oblivious to her feelings for him.
"I gave you a chance to runaway, so why did you stay princess?" He asked her and she wondered the answer herself.
Heck, who was she kidding here? She already knew why she stayed by the side of a blood sucking beast. Because she was his and he was hers. It was about time he had realized it.