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No, I won’t do it. I can’t bring Freddie to stay here. This is complete and utter madness. I mean, what will he say when he sees Alex’s face? How will he react? Will he be frightened and more to the point, will Freddie pick up on all the supernatural stuff as he’s so sensitive about things?

I shake my head. No, bringing my brother here would not be a good idea at all and might even be opening Pandora’s Box. But as juices continue to flow down my legs and a fever of sexual longing overtakes me, I find it difficult to think straight. I am no longer being rational and find myself wanting to agree to anything Alex says. Worse still, all I can think about is how I need to feel his lips on mine again and, oh my gosh, I need to know what else those tentacles can do…

Jessica Gardner, you are one sick puppy.

“I won’t take no for an answer,” Alex rasps, his tongue tracing the delicate shell of my ear. “You’re coming to live here with me whether you like it or not and when you’re here I will treat you like a queen. Every night, I’m going to fuck you so many times you won’t know what day of the week it is. I’m going to make you come again and again and again. I have so many secrets I want to share with you, so many doors I want to unlock, but I can only do that if you are open to being adventurous. If you’ll let me, I promise to show you pleasures beyond your wildest dreams and let you experience sexual thrills you didn’t think were possible. All I need is for you to say yes.”

“Yes,” I whisper. “I’ll come and live with you, if that’s what you want.”

“Good girl, I knew you’d make the right decision. Now come, show me some love…”

We kiss again and then, sweeping me into his arms, he carries me to the bathroom where I take a quick shower and dress in preparation for our drive back. The jets of hot water are just what I need to wash away the bad memories of the night from Hell. After I’ve finished dressing, Alex takes me down to the library and lifts the candelabra off the wall to reveal the secret glass elevator.

“What are we doing here again?” I ask.

“I want to show you something before you go.” Pressing the call button, he summons the lift and we briefly step inside. “Do you see these?” he says, pointing to the metal panel showing the basement floors that go to B1, B2, B3 and B4. “Each of these are doorways to secret special places that I will share with you one day.”

My pulse quickens. “What sort of places do they go to?”

“It wouldn’t be a secret if I told you, now would it. But when the time is right, I will reveal all to you and I know you’re going to love it.”

I’d like to know more, but right now I’m too weak, too exhausted to articulate more than a passing curiosity. In time, I’m sure all will be revealed, but I admit to feeling a little apprehensive. When Alex says ‘the doorway to secret places’ what exactly does that mean? Other worlds, other dimensions? It’s all too much for my head to take right now and I push the thought to the back of my mind to revisit at a later date.

“Come on,” Alex smiles, closing the doors to the lift. “It’s time for me to take you home before Cynthia and Freddie wake up and wonder where you are.”

“Okay. Let’s go.”

We head outside to the car and by the time we arrive back on my street at just gone half six, the sky is light and you can hear the birds singing in the trees. For a moment, we sit in semi-darkness, our faces illuminated by the green light from the dashboard. Tenderly, Alex strokes my cheek with his thumb, his gaze so penetrating I’m forced to avert my eyes.

“Remember, I’ll be coming back for you and Freddie in a couple of days,” he whispers. “Don’t forget.”

“I-I won’t,” I stammer, reaching out for the door.

“Hey, don’t I get a hug?” Before I can speak, I’m in his arms again and he’s holding me tightly. The truth is, a warm, loving hug is precisely what I need after the nightmarish night I’ve had. Encased in his big strong arms, I feel so secure, so protected and I know I’m going to miss him like mad.

The feelings I have for Alex are such a paradox. He simultaneously delights and terrifies me but no matter what happens, I could never be without him. He is now vital to my very existence, as organic to me as breathing and it’s at this moment I realise I honestly do love him. I don’t care what he is, demon or human, he’s everything I could ever want in a man.

After what seems forever, Alex releases me and gently kisses my forehead. “Now go inside before anyone notices you’re missing.”

“Okay,” I say, attempting to push open the car door a second time. “Oh, and Alex?”

“Yes?”

“Thank you for what you did tonight. For saving me from those bastards, I mean. If you hadn’t come along when you did, it doesn’t bear thinking about. And I just want to say that I love you.”

“You don’t need to tell me, my sweet; I already know what’s in your heart. You know I am yours forever. Now hurry on inside.”

With a small, weak smile, I step out the car and head towards the entrance to my flats.

CHAPTER FIFTEEN

Jessica

The next two days are kind of a blur and I’m so spaced out, I’m barely even aware of what month it is. I try my best to keep busy and go through the motions of pretending to be normal, because that’s the only thing I can do. The only thing that prevents me from breaking down completely. As always, I find a way to compartmentalise my problems and put the nightmare from the alleyway behind me.

Every day, I take Freddie to school, help Mum clean up around the house, run general errands and do everything I can to help her prepare for her trip. I hide my secret torment from her and keep a smile plastered to my face at all times. I try not to think too hard about the many troubling questions that remain unanswered, such as did Jack and his friends survive the tentacle attack?

And if they did what happens now? Did they tell the police and ambulance services what they saw? But who would believe it? More importantly, is there any chance I could be implicated as a potential witness? Will I soon be receiving a knock on the door from the police to ask me questions about what happened? This, however, seems unlikely as Jack and his mates would then have to explain what we were all doing in that alley just before the attack, and they wouldn’t exactly come out smelling of roses. Still, the thought of what the future repercussions could be worries me.

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