The door closed behind him.
And just like that, Sophia was alone.
The room felt bigger now. Quieter. Almost suffocating.
She stood there, unmoving, like her body hadn't caught up to what just happened. Slowly, her fingers lifted to her lips.
He kissed her.
It wasn't her imagination. It wasn't a mistake.
Kane had actually kissed her.
Her heart kicked faster, the memory slamming back. The way he held her. The way everything else disappeared for those few seconds…
"Why…" she whispered.
She shook her head hard, stepping back like she could outrun the thought.
"No. This isn't real."
Nothing about this was real.
Her chest tightened.
Her mother.
The thought hit, heavy and sharp.
"Mum…" Her voice cracked.
Was she okay? Had she taken her drugs? Was she worried?
Sophia swallowed.
Of course she was worried. She always worried.
And now she was alone. Without her.
Sophia wrapped her arms around herself. Her body trembled.
"I'm sorry," she whispered, tears burning. "I'm so sorry…"
She should have listened.
Her mother warned her. Told her not to go to that place. Told her it was dangerous.
But she didn't listen.
And now she was here.
Trapped.
"I just wanted to save you," she said softly, breaking. "I just wanted you to live…"
Her gaze dropped to the food.
Untouched.
The smell that made her hungry before meant nothing now.
Money.
That was why she was here.
The deal. The contract. Marriage. An heir.
Her hands shook.
"How did my life turn into this…" she whispered.
She stood slowly and walked the room. Everything looked expensive, perfect, untouched. But it felt cold. Empty.
Even the bed didn't look like comfort. It looked like a cage.
Her eyes went to the door.
Closed.
A small, bitter smile touched her lips.
"So this is it…"
She walked back and sat, pulling her knees to her chest.
Kane's face filled her mind. His voice. His eyes. The way he looked at her.
Her heart skipped.
She frowned immediately.
"No," she said quietly. "Don't even start that."
He wasn't safe. He wasn't kind. He wasn't someone she should feel anything for.
And yet…
Her fingers brushed her lips again.
She let out a shaky breath.
"I hate this…"
The room stayed silent.
Too silent.
Sophia rested her head on her knees. Her thoughts were too heavy to sort.
Fear sat in her chest. Confusion right behind it.
And somewhere deep inside…
Something unfamiliar was beginning to grow.
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The silence stretched.
Too long.
Too heavy.
Sophia didn't know how long she stayed like that, sitting with her thoughts, trying not to break under everything pressing down on her.
Then ...
A knock.
Soft.
Almost gentle.
Sophia lifted her head slowly. Her heart skipped.
Another knock followed. Louder this time.
Her chest tightened.
Don't open the door for anybody.
Kane's voice echoed clear in her mind.
She swallowed. Maybe it was him. Maybe he came back.
Her fingers tightened against her dress.
The knock came again. Impatient now.
Her heart began to race.
"Who is it…?" she whispered, though no one answered.
She stood slowly, legs weak beneath her. Each step toward the door felt heavier than the last.
"This is stupid," she muttered.
But she kept walking.
She stopped in front of the door, staring at the handle like it might bite.
Her hand lifted. Paused.
Kane said not to open it.
But what if it was him?
What if something happened?
Her thoughts tangled, pushing her forward.
Before she could stop herself
She opened it.
Katherine stood there.
Sophia froze.
For a second, neither spoke.
Then Katherine smiled. Cold. Sharp. Dangerous.
"So," she said slowly, stepping forward. "You really are stupid."
Sophia's grip on the door tightened.
"I told you to stay away from Kane," Katherine continued, voice low, venomous. "But clearly, you don't understand simple instructions."
"I didn't ..." Sophia started.
Katherine didn't let her finish.
She shoved the door wider and stepped inside like she owned the place.
The air shifted instantly. Heavy. Threatening.
Sophia took a small step back. Fear crawled up her spine.
"You think because he brought you here, you matter?" Katherine scoffed, circling her slowly. "You're nothing. Just a mistake he hasn't fixed yet."
"I don't want any of this," Sophia said, voice shaking but firm. "I didn't ask to be here."
Katherine stopped. Then laughed softly.
"That's even worse."
Before Sophia could react, Katherine's hand came out of nowhere
Slap.
The sound cracked through the room.
Sophia gasped, head snapping to the side as pain bloomed across her cheek. Her vision blurred, tears springing up.
"You don't speak back to me," Katherine hissed.
Sophia's hand lifted to her cheek, body trembling.
"I… didn't…" she tried, but her voice broke.
Katherine leaned closer.
"Let me make something very clear," she said coldly. "Stay away from Kane. He is mine."
"I don't even want him " Sophia shot back weakly, anger mixing with fear.
The door burst open.
Both of them turned.
Kane stood there.
And the temperature dropped.
His eyes moved Katherine… Sophia… the red mark on her cheek.
Something shifted in his expression. Something dangerous.
"Katherine."
Her name was low. A warning.
"She opened the door herself ..." Katherine started quickly.
"I told you to leave," Kane cut in.
Silence.
Katherine clenched her fists. "She's nothing "
"She's mine."
The words hit harder than a slap.
Sophia's breath caught. Katherine went still.
"You're crossing a line," Kane continued, voice ice. "Don't make me remind you of your place."
For a moment, Katherine didn't move. Then she scoffed, masking whatever she felt.
"This isn't over." She turned and walked out.
The door closed.
Sophia stood frozen. Her cheek burned. Her heart raced.
And Kane was still watching her.
Sophia stood there, cheek still burning, heart refusing to slow.
Kane didn't speak immediately. He just looked at her. At the mark on her face. At the door. Then back at her.
"I told you not to open the door."
His voice was calm. Too calm.
Sophia swallowed, fingers tightening at her sides. "I thought it was you…"
"That doesn't matter." Flat. Heavy.
She lowered her gaze. "I'm sorry…"
Silence stretched. Suffocating.
"I said I was sorry," she repeated, softer, almost breaking.
Kane stepped closer. Sophia tensed.
"You don't listen."
"I do ..."
"No. You don't."
Her chest tightened. "I was scared," she admitted, voice trembling. "I didn't know what to do… I thought maybe something happened…"
Something flickered in his eyes. Gone just as fast.
"Fear doesn't excuse disobedience," he said.
Before she could react, he caught her wrist and pulled her slightly closer.
Sophia gasped, body going stiff.
"There are rules here. And you follow them."
Her heart pounded in her ears. "I didn't mean to..."
"That's the problem."
He turned her slightly, grip firm but controlled. She couldn't pull away.
Sophia's breath hitched. "Kane…" she whispered.
A sharp smack landed against her thigh.
Sophia gasped, jolting more from shock than pain. Heat flooded her face.
"That's not fair!" she said, turning her head, embarrassed and shaken.
"You broke a rule. There are consequences."
Silence. Her breathing was uneven.
"I said I was sorry…" she muttered, smaller.
Kane let go.
She stepped away quickly, holding her arm. Emotions tangled anger, embarrassment, fear… and something she couldn't name.
"You don't get to decide when it's enough," he said.
Sophia looked at him, eyes wet. "That doesn't make it right…"
The room went still again.
Kane studied her. Then his voice dropped.
"Next time, you won't open that door."
Sophia didn't reply. She just nodded slowly.
Not because she agreed. But because she understood.