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He smiled brightly. “Conor said that’s all you’ve asked for.”

I shrugged. “It’s all I want.”

He stepped into the room, his ice-blue eyes raking over me as he did. “Then why don’t you bring her here?”

A breath of a laugh fell from my lips. I opened my mouth to ask how, but quickly shut it.

It felt too simple. It felt like a trap.

“What?” he asked. “Suddenly not so anxious to see her?” He rolled up his shirtsleeves, checking his watch as he did. “You have less than an hour before they give her a new, higher dose.”

It felt like my entire being crumbled.

“It’s up to you how long this goes on.”

My lip curled in disdain. “I—”

“Unless you’re about to tell me you belong to me, I wouldn’t finish that,” he said quickly.

My chest rose and fell with rough jerks as I stared him down.

“If you want your mom brought here today, do what I say.” His voice was low and commanding. Sensual. Evil.

It made my skin crawl.

I knew what he wanted from me . . . what he was going to say. And it made me want to scream.

I couldn’t imagine him touching me. Couldn’t stomach the thought of him inside me.

No matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t think of him as a client. I’d chosen each of them, not the other way around.

And I hadn’t been with any of them since Kieran.

But for Momma . . . everything I’d ever done had been to keep us alive and to keep her safe.

For those moments of lucidity . . .

When she made me pancakes, no matter how rare the occasion. When she remembered my birthday. When she held me all night because I’d had a nightmare that my dad found us.

For those moments of helplessness . . .

“Jess, save me. Jess, the dark. I can’t get away from it. It’s coming for me, Jess. It’s coming.”

“Don’t let him ruin you. Run, Jess, and don’t let him ruin you.”

I knew to get her back I would do anything.

“Good girl,” he said with a wicked grin.

My stomach churned and lurched.

“Stay just like that,” he said as he took off his belt and undid his pants. “Bend your knees and spread your legs.”

I hate you. I hate you. I hate you. I hate you.

You sick fuck.

I stared at him for a few seconds, my chest heaving, before I did as he commanded.

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