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‘Ewen,’ he said, ‘Have we got a new house guest?’

‘Alfie, you’ll remember Cora? Cora, Alfie.’

‘Hi,’ I said, my cheeks flushing at the thought of someone else knowing about my deal with Ewen. I hoped he didn’t.

‘Pleasure to see you again,’ Alfie said, a crooked smile curving his lips. ‘About time there was someone to talk to other than grumpy balls over there.’

Ewen cleared his throat and threw Alfie a withering glance.

Alfie winked with a grin. ‘You know I’m messing with you. Your company is ever a delight.’

‘We’ll see you later,’ Ewen said as his shoes clicked on the tiled flooring.

I rushed to keep up. ‘Are you guys related, too?’

‘No. He’s a family friend. Tends to hang about for a few months at a time.’

My brow creased. ‘If you don’t like him, then why do you let him stay?’

‘Who said I don’t like him?’

‘I mean, your face? Your tone?’

‘Not everyone wears their hearts on their sleeves. It doesn’t mean they feel any less.’ Ewen stopped in front of a door and pressed down the handle, swinging it open.

‘This is your room.’

The room was massive, beautifully decorated with a large wooden four-poster bed and matching antique-looking furniture. One door led to a little terraced area, while another to a bathroom that was the size of my living room. The bath sank into the floor and was easily big enough to fit four people.

‘We aren’t sharing?’ I asked, skimming my fingers over the furnishings, marvelling at how thick and heavy everything felt.

Did you want to?'

'No,' I whispered. He'd killed a man and told me as casually as if he'd gone to the supermarket on an errand. I couldn't sleep next to him knowing that.

'There's a pool outside, and an indoor one too, if you like to swim. If you call through to the staff using the phone on the desk they can sort out anything you need. The chefs will prepare main meals to be eaten together, but can also bring snacks upon request. Whatever you need, just ask.'

'And if I want to leave?'

'Then go. You're not my hostage. If I know you at all, I know you won't. You'll stay and say it's to see your sister, while sitting in sopping wet panties waiting for the moment I spread you over my cock.'

'When will that be?' My words were barely audible as his statement singed me.

'Soon.'

TWENTY-ONE

EWEN

Alfie and I waited at the dinner table.

'Not great at timekeeping, huh?' Alfie said.

Large silver cloches covered the food, hopefully holding its heat in.

'She might have gotten lost,' I said, glancing at Alfie.

'I'm surprised you haven't got her on a leash.' Alfie poured red wine into our glasses, the rich floral tones filling my nostrils.

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