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I struggle for a minute at the shock of being tossed on the bed. "Get off of me," I say through clenched teeth.

He lowers his masked face. "You won't be saying that much longer, I assure you. Not when I'm pounding that sweet cunt."

He pulls my shorts down my thighs and I try to push him off, but he is too strong. He slides his pants off and releases his cock, pining me with one hand holding me in place. I can’t move my head and can only look at the top of his mask.

He presses his cock, rubbing his hard length over my slit, and I close my eyes. "Please," I plead.

He rubs his dick over my pussy and grinds into me in a hard rhythm. Rage begins to course through my veins, and I manage to slap him across his face, and his head rears back, but the mask doesn't fall off.

He laughs. "You hit me. Now, you're being a bad girl."

"Fuck you."

He pushes my hands over my head and holds them with one hand. It is no use struggling. He is too strong and can do whatever he wants.

He pulls at my shorts, and I try to kick, but it gives him more of an advantage. He frees me of my shorts, flings them to the side of the bed, sinks his fingers inside me, and I gasp. I'm truly fucked.

"Shh. I promise you're going to love it, Jess. You’re going to love it when you see."

He plays with my clit, circling it with his fingers, it's different and frantic.

He takes out his cock, and I am still. My body biologically gets wet, and I turn my head. I wait until I have a chance to escape and relax my thighs.

He plunges it inside me, and I whack him with everything I got. His mask flies off his head.

Dark inky hair is matted to his head, and I feel something on the tip of his cock. I freeze when my eyes focus, and he sinks inside me all the way to the hilt, my mouth flying open.

"No, it can't be. Your voice."

Black familiar eyes stare back at me, but they are different. Dark and unfamiliar at the same time.

"He's still here, Jess, inside me. We're two people in one, but you are mine. You're ours. I promised. This is the part where you fall, and I catch you."

Tears slide down my cheeks. Not believing what I'm seeing.

I reach and touch his face, but his movements are different. His body language.

"Hold me, Jess. I need you to hold me. I love you."

I nod and wrap my arms around him, holding him tight, wondering how I could have missed it. He's been here the whole time. Watching me. Protecting me.

He must have a multiple personality disorder. That's why Zero wouldn't show me his face and why he hides it.

Why Zero doesn't exist, but he does, inside Reid.

CHAPTER45

Reid

She knows my secret. A secret I have kept from almost everyone except Valen, the twins, and, of course, my parents. I never meant to let it get this far, but there are things I do as Zero that I need to remember and some parts I do.

I stopped taking my medication because I needed to help Jess. Watching her that night when she was drugged triggered it. I had to save her because, deep down, I was already in love with her and couldn't lose her like I did when my sister Alicia was killed.

"So she knows?" Draven says.

"Yep."

"What about her mom. Where is she?"

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