Page 36 of The Savage King


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“What?” she whispers, appearing even more pale than I’ve seen so far.

I say nothing, letting it all sink in. I don’t know how much she knows about human trafficking, but I can guarantee whatever she thinks she knows. It’s a million times worse.

“Oh, my god.” Her blue globes fill with tears. “You promise? You promise you will get me home?”

“I’m going to fucking try.”

“Tell me what I need to do?” Isabelle says and I’m weirdly proud of the way she holds her chin up, full of courage.

I want to kiss her.

I want to flip a switch and have us both back in the United States where she is safe and I can flirt with her under a blue sky and find my way between her legs where she can arch into my face, begging for release.

Then I’ll kiss her again, and she can taste her pleasure on my tongue.

“Trust me. I know I’ve done nothing so far to earn it, but I will spend the rest of our time together doing just that.” I place a hand on her face. “I let someone down a long time ago. I won’t do it with you.”

Isabelle swallows, nodding.

“I’m sorry you’re here. I’m sorry for what’s happened to you so far.”

“And you won’t touch me again?”

“No.”Not unless you want me to.Is it wrong that I hope she does? Since I fucking want to.

“Okay,” she replies, and that’s when I notice the stress and exhaustion in her eyes.

“Get some sleep. You’ll need all your energy in the next few days.” I say, leading her back over to the bed.

Reminding myself with every step of the promises I’ve made. To Chloe, to my father, and now to Isabelle.










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