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A drugged kind of sluggishness that made my tongue far too free.
Keeping my wits just enough to be wary of the cameras, I pressed my lips to his ear. “If the man who told me to play along with him is still in there, then…play with me, Hen.”
His thighs stiffened to rock beneath me.
He sucked in a shallow breath.
I closed my eyes and poured my plea into his soul, all in order to save mine. “Play along with me, okay? You’re still in there. I know you are. You’re still good. We don’t have to destroy each other.” I kissed his ear as my eyes prickled with tears. “Get us out, Hen. Please...”
Sudden light-headedness tangled my tongue.
A rush of panic for asking such things.
And then nothing but deep, dreamless sleep.
Chapter Fourteen
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Henri
VICTOR MARCHED AROUND WITH HIS hands in the pockets of his black slacks, looking like a furious headmaster. The ballroom echoed with his terse sentences while he scolded us. Every Master had been summoned to partake in breakfast and be witness to the winner of Emerald Bruises.
I swallowed another mouthful of bitter coffee.
The beans had been roasted to perfection. The frothed milk silky and creamy, yet it tasted like dirt thanks to her.
My nightmare.
Il—
Nope.
Still couldn’t say it.
Memories of last night refused to leave me alone.
I couldn’t decide which had broken me the worst.
Her name.
My nickname.
Her tears.
Her initiating sex.
Her asking me to play along with her…
The way she kissed—
Fuck.
My throat closed up.
She’d destroyed me.
Utterly and spectacularly destroyed me.
