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We both glanced around the ballroom.
No other jewels waited by their Master’s feet.
No other slave but her.
If seven were receiving medical care and five were now dead…that left eighteen.
Even as the number blazed in my mind and Ily caught my stare, I sensed where this was going.
What Victor would do.
How he’d react to losing his precious toys, even if he had given them the option to jump and turned their collars off for the day. How many jumped, and how many were murdered?
He’ll replace them.
At the soonest opportunity.
Victor stopped pacing and clasped his hands together. He stood on the podium where that Kirk fellow and some girl called Suri had put on a porno.
Were they still alive?
Who were dead?
And how many more would die before I managed to get out of here?
Huh.
Strange.
Was that a Freudian slip? I didn’t want out. I’d accepted this was my permanent home now. I knew the moment I stepped off this island Q would slaughter me.
“Play along with me, Hen.”
Ily’s whispers strangled my heart.
How could she ask me that?
How could she expect me to go back to that heart-sick, nausea-riddled idiot from before?
I couldn’t play along with her because I couldn’t get her out of here.
If I freed her, she’d leave.
I’d be alone again.
And after that hug?
That miraculous, marvellous hug?
That profound embrace where I’d felt such a softening, a quickening, a ruining…
Merde…
No.
Just…no.
“Here is how today will go.” Victor spoke calmly, collectedly. “I’ve decided I need a break from you lot before I do something ill-advised. I’m going to join my team who are currently hunting on my behalf. My initial order of gems will have to be doubled, tripled, to ensure my stocks are back to an acceptable number to entertain you degenerates.”
