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He nods. “Last night. As far as he knows, my job here is done, so he gave me another one.”
It’s irrational, but the thought of Niko stalking another woman pops into my head. I imagine him sneaking into her apartment, climbing on top of her, wrapping his hands around her neck, and then lowering his mouth and kissing her with the same fire on his lips. Dark jealousy streaks across my mind, blotting out any form of common sense.
“What are you going to do, bring her here and have two captives?”
“It’s not a woman, Ava, and no—you’re the only one.”
I sit up straight, the sheet falling to my waist. “What does that mean?”
“You’re not a stupid girl. What do you think it means?”
I think it means that you just made me an accessory to murder.
“Niko, don’t,” I beg, grabbing his arm. “Please don’t kill whoever this man is. I can’t have that on my conscience.”
“Fine,” he says, his palm reaching out to stroke my cheek. “You choose, pchelka.”
“Choose what?”
“Your body for his.”
He can’t be asking me this. It’s cruel. “You want me to decide if you take my life or his?”
His hand slips into my hair. “No, I want you to decide if I take your body instead of taking this man’s life.”
I close my eyes. “Neither one leads me out of this room, does it?”
“Your freedom was never an option.” His hand tightens in my hair, and I wince. “Choose.”
His coldness triggers my own. Opening my eyes, I glare at him. “A whore or a corpse, your seduction skills are truly astounding.”
“A trait you’ve already tasted.”
That’s a direct hit, intended to knock me off balance, and it works. I lower my chin.
“So, you’ve made your choice.”
Not remotely, but speaking either option out loud will damn someone, and I refuse to play his mind game. It doesn’t matter though. He knows I won’t sell my soul to save my dignity.
“You’re mine now, Ava,” Niko whispers, pulling my hair back so I’m forced to look up at him.
“You’ve said that already.”
“But now you’ve willingly given yourself to me. This…” His hand slips under the sheet, and he slides a single finger between my legs. “This belongs to me now. If I want to fuck it, you will bend over and take my cock. If I want to taste it, you will spread your legs and beg for my tongue. If I want to touch it, you will ride my fingers until you scream. Do we understand each other?”
I should be scared. His cold words should offend me. I should rescind my decision and deny him, but I don’t because I want everything he said and more.
“Niko, whose life did I save?”
“Does it matter?” he says, a cruel smile dancing on his lips.
Long after the front door slams, I’m still sitting in the same spot on the bed, naked and hanging my head in shame.
Who have I become?
Two weeks ago, my biggest choice in life was between plain or ribbed condoms. Now, with a few seductive words, I’m playing God with people’s lives I don’t even know. I’m in over my head, and whether he wants to believe it or not, so is Niko. We’re both keeping a piece of the puzzle in our pockets, and without them, neither of us will ever see the entire picture. Like I told Ethan, I don’t believe in destiny. Things happen in life for a reason, and that reason is usually a person with a motive.
Ethan! Oh shit, I forgot about Ethan.
