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"Just think of me as the Devil for now, Sheena. We need to take things one step at a time, and right now, if you need to forget who I really am so we can move forward, then just think of me as the Devil. Can you do that for me? Please?"
I think...it's that 'please' that gets me.
It's the Devil being polite as always, and it'sthat,above all else, that makes me realize Sasha Adrianov is still the Devil I trust...even when it's also possible that he's a billionaire who happens to think it's fun to occasionally play Batman in real life.
"Can you, Sheena?"
I take a deep breath. "Alright."
"Then answer my question earlier. Are you alright?"
"I'm...fine, I guess."
"Did he try to hurt you in any way?"
"He...didn't have a chance to. I ran away as fast as I could."
"I have men tailing Bronn," the Devil says curtly, "and they've been instructed to keep him from ever getting close to you. They're also in regular contact with the team of men I have watching over you 24/7."
It says a lot that I'm not even the slightest bit surprised to hear any of this.
"The only reason the two of you ended up in the same place is because you chose to take a job without having me vet it first."
Iknewthat would come back to bite me in the butt sooner or later.
"I'm sorry. I...I promise I'll do whatever you say—-"
"Do you mean that?"
The way his voice suddenly hardens makes my stomach cramp.
"Why do I have a feeling you're about to ask me to do something crazy?"
"That's not the answer to my question."
Crap, crap, crap.
I'm tempted to turn and look around me. I just have this really bad feeling that wherever I am now could be my final resting place if things go south, and well...
The good news is that this part of the university has always been considered rather isolated, which makes it an ideal spot for students wanting a secret place to make out.
The bad news, however...is that the nearest school building is a good ten minutes away, which also makes it an ideal spot for killing girls like me.
"What's it to be, Sheena? Do you trust me enough to do what I say without question?"
The cramps gripping my stomach worsen when I think about all the scary things he could ask me to do. But at the end of the day, there's only one answer I can give him.
I almost say 'I do' but catch myself in time. "Y-yes," I say instead. "Whatever you want me to do, I'll do it—-"
"Then listen to me very carefully."
God, oh God.
"Bronn has been following you for some time now. He's going to make his move at any moment—-"
Oh God, it's so, so hard to breathe.
"And we'll let him."
