Maselyn Norcester was set to turn eighteen. She had her whole life ahead of her, until a dark secret from her past changed the course of her life. Thrust into a world she does not know, she quickly has to change and adapt to her surroundings. To him. Goddess be blessed if she could make it alive, or well, as alive as you can be when you are with The Lords Below. . . . "Mine?" His eyes glimmering with amusement. "Oh no darling," His shoes slowly made themselves down the stairs making her wait for his words as she watched. It was slow and painful. A torture only few knew how to play off. "You would have to beg before you ever became mine."