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His brows pull together. “Are you sure, babe? You’re still young and hot, and he wouldn’t want you pining away for him your entire life.”
I swallow hard, my heart thumping against my ribcage. Even if a part of my mind is already imagining that hot tongue sliding between my thighs, my heart shrivels at the thought of betraying Xero.
“I can’t.”
“Here’s what you’re missing.” He extends his tongue. It’s long and thick and pierced with a silver stud.
Tingles shoot down my spine and settle in my pussy. I bite down on my bottom lip and stifle a groan. How long has it been since I gained pleasure from something other than my fingers or a toy? Thinking about the last man who made me climax sends a surge of anger that makes me want to throw him off another rooftop.
Shaking my head, I meet his gaze. “Good night, Chappy. My answer is no.”
He makes flicking motions with the tip of his tongue. It’s so suggestive that the ache between my legs intensifies. I squeeze my thighs and force my breath to slow.
“The answer is still no,” I mutter.
Shoulders sagging, Chappy rises off the bed and makes his way toward the door. As he steps out into the hallway, he says, “I’ll check on you later, in case you change your mind.”
“I won’t.”
When he turns back to me and winks, I make a mental note to jam a chair under the doorknob and keep a knife beneath my pillow. If he returns while I’m sleeping, he’ll get a nasty surprise.
Hours later, I wake up disoriented. I’m standing upright in the dark, precariously balanced on a rickety chair. My eyes adjust to the moonlight streaming through the window, revealing a hooded figure standing by the door.
Cold shock barrels through my system, sending chills down my spine. I jerk forward, making the chair creak, and feel a sharptug on my neck. My fingers reach up and close around a thick rope encircling my throat.
“What’s happening?” I whisper, barely able to say the words.
“Your punishment,” growls a low, menacing voice.
THIRTY-ONE
Alderney State Penitentiary,
Dear Amethyst,
I’m delighted you’ve finally received the toy. Yes, it’s true to life. Before you ask, you may not show it on social media. The intimacy we share is sacred.
Until the day I die and beyond, my cock and any replicas thereof are for your pleasure only. I trust you feel the same. If you don’t, any man who touches you will either lose body parts or die.
In answer to the fans’ questions:
My favorite color is red. Its exact shade in hexadecimal code is 330000. It reminds me so much of the dried blood of my enemies. It’s also the reason why I enjoy red velvet cake.
My choice of last meal wouldn’t be liver, fava beans, and chianti. It would be you. I would devour every inch of your delectable body from your luscious lips to your pretty pussy. I would lap your juices, drink your piss, lick your sweat. No part of you will remain untouched.
If you’re not on the menu, then I will choose a smoked salmon croque madame with a crisp chardonnay.
Here’s the part you’ve been waiting for. Do not let these letters fall into the wrong hands.
My father made me two offers. The first was to attend the same middle school as the older brothers and look forward to more of the same torment. The second was a school for elite students, where I would have a fresh start.
I was ten years old and still terrified I would be punished for hurting his precious son. If I had known the second option would cost me my soul, I would have chosen eight more years of hell with my brothers.
This so-called elite school was a facility for training children to become assassins. Are you sure you want to know more?
Xero
P.S. I’m glad the toy finally arrived. Have it ready for our next call.
