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What was I thinking?

Her eyes darkened with worry. “What’s wrong?”

This was Douglass’ daughter.

“Are you okay?” she sat up, the clamps still taught on her nipple. She was tugging on it lightly, her gaze heated. She liked them.

Then her demeanor suddenly changed as she saw the expression on my face. Her hand dropped to her lap, the pain of rejection clear as day on her face. She wore her heart on her sleeve.

Sweet.

Innocent.

Fucking.

Bunny.

“What’s wrong?” she asked. “You didn’t like it?”

I’d actually considered buying her contract. Binding her to the Magnolia.

I stumbled more steps backward, never feeling so helpless in my life. Not even when my nana was killed.

Because I couldn’t use my anger or desperation to propel me forward. To fuel my revenge.

It was a girl—Douglass’ girl—who’d made me so helpless.

“Rook?”

“No.” I straightened, staring into those crystal blue eyes now clouded over with confusion. I couldn’t fall for her. Couldn’t let myself feel. I would lose my control and that, couldn’t happen. She would die—it was too dangerous.

Losing control also meant forgetting my own goals for revenge. If I bought her, I’d also be bound to their rules. Instead of protecting her, like I’d promised Douglass, I was leading her there on a leash.

I had to get away.

Then find a way to get her out of her contract. “I didn’t.”

“What?” She leaned towards me, and I had to force myself not to touch her breasts, so beautiful, so perfect. Not to groan in desire. Still. Even though she was Douglass’ daughter, I still wanted to fuck her. My dick was still so goddamn tight in my pants.

“What can I do? Teach me how to fix this. What did I do wrong?” Fuck, her naiveté.

“You can’t.” Despite myself, I reached forward. I had to touch her. I pulled on her lip with my thumb, parting beautiful, sensual lips. “Unfortunately, there is nothing for you to do.”

“Why?” Pain bled through her gaze, clouding her beautiful blue eyes. A tear of rejection sat at the corner of one of them.

So beautiful, her pain.

“Because, little bunny,” I kissed her eye, licking her tear, wanting to taste her pain. Then I pressed my lips to her ear, kissing it softly before I brought down the axe. “I don’t fuck virgins.”

CHAPTER 25

Rook

Summer fumed while I gently removed the nipple clamps, a flush of arousal staining her cheeks as the pressure released. Then, tenderly kissing each nipple, I tugged her bra back up, and slipped the dress back over her head.

Shame filled me at the sight of her watery gaze, staring off at the picture of Tatiana and I on our last trip to the Galapagos. Firmly gripping her chin, I pulled her face back to me. “This has nothing to with her.”

Her eyes narrowed and, bending over, she grabbed her heels, not bothering to put them on before she rushed from the room, leaving her perfumed smell in her wake.

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