The Python Speaks

Julian's cold, soul-chilling eyes swept over Elara's ankle. With every second of her silence, he became more fixated on what kind of shackle would look best on her.

It would have to be a platinum shackle, unbreakable and encrusted with sparkling diamonds. If she refused to return, he would keep her trapped on the island, ensuring there was no way for her to escape.

Julian lowered his eyes, his pre