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The woman—whose name she didn’t know and didn’t want to know—had slithered to the edge of the bed in a desperate attempt to escape.
But Kross had only laughed at her efforts and pinned her down easily.
Now, the woman’s blonde hair cascaded down the sides of the bed like a golden waterfall. Her slim forehead, once pale, was turning a bright red as she fought for air.
Blue eyes, suspended upside down, found hers.
Jewel’s breath hitched.
But she couldn’t look away. Kross would… he’d do terrible things if she didn’t look.
“Help… me,” the woman croaked. Jewel’s heart thumped crazily. How was she speaking through the torture? “Please.”
As the life drained from the woman’s blue eyes, Jewel stepped forward.
Kross’s head whipped up.
His gaze smacked hers.
Thick brown hair fell over his sweat-stained forehead. His naked chest, a testament to good genes and exercise billowed out and then caved in with every breath. He was both majestic and terrifying as he grinned while choking the woman.
“You like it?” he asked eagerly, like a sick child showing his mother a drawing that not even a dog would piss on.
“Help…” the woman mumbled with her last breath.
Jewel’s conscience screamed, warring with her survival instincts.
But someone was dying!
She couldn’t sit back and watch them.
Her feet were flying over the tiled floor before she’d given herself permission to move. She dove to the bed and crashed into Kross, shoving him over.
The woman breathed deeply. She scrambled off the bed and tore out of the room, leaving Jewel behind.
“No,” she mumbled, gaze caught on the door. “No, wait! You can’t leave me here!”
The door slammed in response.
“I see.” Kross stared scornfully at her. His hands went for her blouse. “Take it off.”
She looked at him, eyes widening in horror. “Please. No. I’m sorry.”
“Since you don’t want to be special tonight, I’ll treat you the way I treat them.” He pinned her down with one hand and straddled her legs so she couldn’t kick him off, all while working the hem of her pants with expert fingers.
She tasted blood and realized she’d bit down on her lip so hard that it punctured. Fear and disgust swirled in her stomach. Her body tightened as he invaded her.
Her mouth opened.
A scream welled from her chest, a sound of pure pain and anger and regret…
“Jewel!” A voice that was neither hers nor Kross’s resounded in her ear. “Jewel!”
Her eyes flickered open.
Darkness.
The clock on the stand read two a.m.
