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Misaligned.
Torn.
Injured.
Jarod didn’t spare one inch of her precious body. Every part is marked.
He fucking claimed her. He made her his. He ruined every part of her body, and there is no telling what he messed up inside her, both internally and in her mind. I don’t know how anyone recovers from this.
I understand now why Kai thinks she was broken. She is broken, but somehow, an essential part of her spirit remains. Despite what her body has gone through, the fight persisted. She wouldn’t have come to find me if she didn’t want to battle—to take back her life.
I have no doubt when her body is strong enough; she will once again fight for her freedom. She might even win.
I can’t let that happen. We are both two parts to a whole. We both can’t survive in this world. If she escapes, I’ll cease to exist. The only way we can both live is if the world thinks she’s dead—at least my world does.
I try to purge the fuming rage that has built up inside me and is now exploding out of me with passion from my body. I want to call on all of my men to hunt the bastard down who did this and make him wish he only had to experience the pain Kai did after what I plan on doing to him.
But if I send my men to find them, it would be admitting Kai is alive.
So I push the feeling down, something I’m an expert in.
I take the T-shirt in my hand and pull it down covering her stomach and the tops of her thighs. Only then do I undo the jeans and gently pull them off her body. I want so badly to lift the T-shirt up and catch a glimpse of her gorgeous cunt I’ve dreamed about for so long. But I’m not a sick fuck who dreams of corpses, which is basically what she is in this state. And if I see that her pussy is as broken as the rest of her body, I’ll throw all my rational t
houghts out the window, and I’ll do something that will get me killed in the end.
So I quell my dark desires, locking them deep inside the cage where I keep everything else.
I tuck Kai under the covers as her breath continues to rise and fall.
What am I going to do with you?
I reach into my back pocket, and I call Westcott.
“Sir?”
“Call a private doctor to the house for Kai. The best, one who specializes in her condition.”
“Absolutely, sir. I’ll have a doctor here right away.”
I end the call. Kai won’t want a doctor to see her. She won’t want the help, but she doesn’t always get a choice in her life. She’ll die if not.
I don’t know what to do, but stand over her and ensure she continues breathing until the doctor arrives.
“Enzo?” her voice croaks.
“Yes, I’m here,” I moan back in agony at seeing her in pain.
Her eyes don’t open, and I’m not even sure she’s conscious.
“I’m so cold,” she whispers.
I nod. I love her arctic skin against mine. I love how it centers me and makes me crave her.
“Hold me, Enzo. Make me warm.”
Fuck.
I stare at her a minute, not sure she wants me to touch her. But then she shivers despite being under the pile of blankets.
