Dominic Vance's voice was deliberately lowered, husky against Lucien's ear, already heavily tainted with lust. The man finally released his chin, but not to let Lucien escape. Rather, he shifted his grip to tightly grasp his wrist.
"Do not even hope to escape tonight."
Having said that, he decisively turned around, dragging Lucien along the corridor. Along the way, Dominic Vance did not utter another word. Looking at his current demeanor, he seemed somewhat fierce, but the force gripping Lucien's wrist was still perfectly measured, at least not causing him any pain. However, his strength was still far greater than this slender body, leaving him no opportunity whatsoever to break free.
