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He gave her a wicked smile. “I’m your Ethan. Do you not recognize me?”
She shook her head before she could stop herself. How was she supposed to answer that? She recognized his facial features, but his actions were unrecognizable. It was like he was a completely different person.
Ethan placed his hand on his chest. “I’m hurt. You don’t recognize the love of your life. Don’t worry; soon enough, you will.”
How was she going to recognize him soon enough? He wasn’t the same person she remembered. He couldn’t be the same person since she had seen his lifeless body at the morgue.
“You’ve been a naughty girl,” he said as he took a step closer to her. “You’re coming with me now.”
She shook her head. “No.”
There was no way she was going to go with him. Was it stupid for her to say that when he had just killed a person? Absolutely, but Margery wasn’t really thinking. She was still shocked about the events that happened, and her mind wasn’t really working logically. If it were, she wouldn’t have said that to him.
Not when he was still holding the knife in his hand. She had a feeling he could flick his wrist, sending the knife flying and killing her before she could even move. But it wasn’t fully registering.
Margery knew there was danger in front of her. She was scared but she still told him no. Adalisa probably would have said yes, but she was a different breed. Her coworker read dark romance books and loved those kinds of things. Sure, itwas fiction, but Adalisa figured there was somebody out there for her that could be like the men in her books.
“You can come with me willingly, or I can force you,” Ethan told her.
“You’re not real. You’re dead; I’m just hallucinating,” she spoke to herself. “There is no way you’re back from the dead. I must have eaten something to make me imagine things this vividly.”
Margery sat on the bed. For a little while, she had thought he had come back from the dead, but now, she wasn’t so sure. Maybe it was her mind trying to protect her after witnessing him kill Max. Could it be trying to play tricks to keep her from totally freaking out?
“You’re not hallucinating. I never died,” he told her calmly.
“Not possible. I saw your body in the morgue,” she replied. “And now I’m talking to a ghost. I really must be tripping. There’s no other explanation.”
Ethan took a step toward her. His hot breath prickled her skin as his face drew closer.
“You wouldn’t be turned on right now if you thought I was a ghost.”
Her mouth hung open.
“You’re so turned on. Your true and only love is alive and standing in front of you.”
She glared at him. “I am not turned on!”
Ethan pulled back slightly and gave her a smirk. “Yes, you are. Don’t try and deny it.”
“I’m not!” Margery sputtered.
But was she? She couldn’t deny some part of her thoughthe was hot. The way he looked at her, spoke to her and stood in front of her. Delicious. But she couldn’t think about those things. He wasn’t real.
“You’re aroused because Ikilledfor you. I took his life to keep you safe.”
“No.”
Max was trying to keep her safe from Ethan. He was the one taking care of her, not Ethan.
“Oh, Little one. He was going to keep you from me, but he can’t now. He’s dead, and I’m not.”
Margery stood, and her eyes flitted toward the door. She needed to get out of there. If he was a ghost, she could make it to the door.
“You’re mine.”
Before she could make her escape, there was pressure on her neck, and the world went black.
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
