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I once thought I was all that stood between Ro and the cruel outside world, and I tried so hard to shield her from the tough reality of living without parents or money. Tried so hard to keep her out of harm’s way, and none of it worked because they still went after her.
But she…
She came to help me without prejudice, risking her own life to save a girl she barely even knew, a girl who was the sister of her enemy.
When push came to shove, there was no hesitation … she simply annihilated her enemies like it was child’s play to her. As though she was waiting for a chance to unleash her wrath.
And I am in so much goddamn awe of her that I’m drawn closer, like a moth fluttering to a flame, knowing full well it will burn like the brightest fire, but it won’t dissuade me.
All this time, I thought we were the ones destroying her, but it turns out reality was quite the opposite.
She… has ruined me.
Her ruthless brown eyes connect with mine in a flurry of emotions as she glances at me over her shoulder when I come to stand in front of her.
But no amount of rage could ever convince me to stay away.
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Lana
“Do you always watch girls shower?”I jest as Nathan comes to stand behind me.
He’s looking at me like he’s never seen me before.
“No,” he says with a low voice. “Just you.”
The smile disappears off my face. I feel like I just got caught masturbating even though I wasn’t. But the way he’s looking at me … like he’s completely infatuated with me, makes me swallow. Hard.
“You’re in my room,” he says, putting one hand on the wall beside me.
“Sorry, I just wanted to shower to get all this blood off, and this was the first one I found.”
His eyes narrow. “You chose my room, and you’re not afraid?”
I look around the open room, the metallic wallpaper so crude and emotionless, while the man who lives here is filled with so many of them. I gaze at the furniture in his room—the long, black couch, the metal cage in the back, the bed with poles, the rigging and entrapment items used to keep someone in place, along with all the whips hanging from the wall.
I know whose room this is. I’ve known for a very long time.
But I’m not afraid of him.
“No—”
Suddenly, he grips my face with his one free hand and smashes his lips onto mine. And I’m too stunned to even react as his lips roam around mine, taking me in greedily, hungrily, like he’s never wanted anything more than me. Not even the water pouring down on him, drenching his black shirt and pants, stops him from claiming me.
Even though I’m covered in another man’s blood, and the kiss tastes like poison seeping straight into my veins, I still feel consumed. Hot water mixed with blood and sweat all roll down into my mouth, but when his salty tears blend in, my lips unlatch from his. His reddened eyes catch me off guard.
“Thank you,” he mutters.
“For what?”
“For saving my sister.” He holds my face like he never wants to let go. “For saving us.”
But then his knees cave in on him, and he sinks to the floor on hands and knees.
“What are you doing?”
“I treated you like shit,” he says, his voice gritty, confused. And it unfurls all kinds of emotions in my heart I didn’t know I had. “Bullied you, extorted you, fucked you like I didn’t care what you felt.”
