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She’d stabbed him…stabbed him before her brother…shot him in the head.

“Jesus,” I wrapped my arms around my body, desperately wanting to unsee that shit.

But no matter how much I wanted to, I refused to block it out. I needed to remember. I needed tounderstand. Why the hell would London have something like that? More importantly,how the fuck did he get it?

The how bugged me more than it should.

I mean, it was a damn CCTV camera, in a man like Killion’s home. He wasn’t just any man. He was one of The Order’s biggest clients. A reputation like that meant he had money and power and a fuck load of both. A shiver raced along my spine…I suddenly grew still. If London could invade a man like Killion’s home, then he could pretty well invade anywhere, couldn’t he?

I closed my eyes. “Jesus, who the fuckisthat man?”

My breath stilled as the memory of those journal entries came rushing back.

And what the fuck did he want with me?

I sank back onto the bed, this time sitting on the damn pillow. But I didn’t care, because right now, my life hung in the balance—by one very fucking thin thread. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t work it out. I sat there staring into the dark until my eyes burned, and slowly I realized he wasn’t coming back. Not for a while, at least.

I leaned backwards, curled my feet underneath me, and slipped lower in the bed, still dressed in the clothes he’d laid out for me, but then I realized.He wouldn’t like that…no, he wouldn’t like that at all.

A low snarl, and I shoved upwards and made my way to the bathroom, flicking the light on with a slap. “Goddamn motherfucker, now I’m his puppet on a string, aren’t I?” I winced, worked the top buttons on my blouse, then yanked it over my head. “I’ll wrap that fucking string around his throat if he’s not careful.”

I undressed and glanced at the camera before I stepped into the shower. I didn’t waste time as I scrubbed myself, then stepped out and dried myself. Then I dressed in the goddamn lace negligee he’d had waiting for me on the bathroom counter, peach colored this time. I picked it up, slipped it over my head, and tugged a brush through my hair before climbing back into bed.

London St. James was ruthless and possessive. Still, he hadn’t lifted a damn hand to hurt me. I needed to understand why. I closed my eyes. It wasn’t because of sex, that was for sure. No matter the hunger I saw in his eyes, he couldn’t do a damn thing to me…

Him or his goddamn sons.

I was protected by one flimsy piece of paper…and his signature.

The contract he’d signed was as powerful as his need for me. One broken rule and they’d come and take me back. I scanned the opulent room in the dark. As much as I hated being here, I hated that place more.

That thought carried me down. I drifted, losing time, until the booming of my pulse dragged me back to the surface.Click.My eyes snapped open with the sound of the lock on my bedroom door. That heavy thud carried, moving closer to the bed.

“Get dressed,” London snarled in the dark. “You have five minutes.”

I shoved upwards. “What?”

But he didn’t answer, just stood there…waiting.

Cold air slipped in to chill me to the bone. I slowly pushed the comforter aside. “London…”

“Four minutes.”

I flinched at the cruel tone. He was sending me back there…sending me back tothat place.“No,” I whispered.

“No?”

I lifted my gaze. Moonlight spilled through my bedroom window, catching the glint in those dark eyes. “I’m not going.”

He lunged, grabbed my ankle, and dragged me toward him. “Youwilldo what I goddamn tell you.Do I make myself clear?”

Fear filled me. The kind of fear I hadn’t felt in a long time, not since they’d shoved me in that prison cell at The Order and slammed the door closed behind me. I kicked out, throwing off his hold, and scrambled for the other side of the bed. He was on me in an instant, lunging to drive his body against mine, smashing my face into the soft comforter.

“Get off me!”I bucked, kicking and thrashing.

Until he grabbed my wrists, pinning them to the bed above my head. “Stopfucking fighting me!”

“I won’t go back!”I roared, thrashing my body from side to side in an attempt to dislodge him.“I won’t go back to that place. I’D RATHER DIE!”

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