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The blood visibly drains from her face, even her pink lips pale.
I eye her. “Why did you run last night? Do you really think I’m so much of a monster that you’d rather brave the wilderness than stay a single night under my roof?”
“I don’tthinkyou’re a monster. Iknowyou are.” Her gaze spews a mix of fear and hatred.
Oh, this is going to be good.
“Is that so? Why don’t you tell me what you think you know about me?” I level my stare on her.
She licks her lips. The sight of her pink tongue sends another jolt of arousal to my neglected cock. It’s not helped by the fact that her hair iscome-fuck-medisheveled, and she’s naked in my bed. If she hadn’t shoved me out of it, this morning had the potential to go in an entirely different direction. One I need to stop thinking about.
She mumbles something incoherent.
“What did you say? Speak up.” I step closer to the bed.
“You murdered your wife.”
I recoil as if her words are a physical blow. A lot of people believe that rumor, but no one has dared to say it to my face.
Until now. Until her.
“Is it true?” she asks, leaning forward. Strangely, there’s a glint of hope in her chocolate brown eyes.
Oh, is she giving me the benefit of the doubt? I don’t need her fucking charity. Or anyone else’s for that matter.
“It may as well be true,” I snarl. “Don’t ever bring up my wife again. Are we clear?”
“Or what?” Her chin tilts at a stubborn angle.
My glare deepens. “Or I’ll buryyourbody in the woods.”
She gapes at me as I storm from the room, done with this conversation. Fucking gossips. I loathe them. They think they know everything about me, when they don’t know the half of it. If the girl wants to believe every word they utter, that’s on her. I’m not going to defend myself against their half-truths. I don’t need to justify my actions.
I already know there’s a special place in Hell waiting for me.
By the time I’ve seen my plans through, I may even qualify for an upgrade. Or would it be considered a downgrade? Hm, I wonder. Either way, I’m sure it’ll be the best VIP service the Devil has to offer.
CHAPTER7
Sophia
The moment Roman leaves, I wrap a blanket around myself and sprint across the hall to my own room. Turning the deadbolt, I heave a relieved sigh, then head for the shower because I smell like the bottom of a murky lake.
Arianna and Ravenna are probably out of their minds with worry. They had my location on the cell, but when I went under water it probably blipped out.
Crap, how am I going to get in contact with them? I doubt Roman will let me use a phone since I tried to escape. He won’t trust me at all now.
As I wash, my brain cycles through images and snippets of our conversation. He rescued me—for his own benefit. But the fact remains that he dove into a frozen lake in the middle of the night to pull me out. He risked his life. That sounds suspiciously heroic to me.
He’s defensive about his late wife and the circumstances surrounding her death. Though he neither admitted nor denied his role in her demise. So that’s still something to ponder.
I turn around to wash the shampoo from my hair and close my eyes. The image of Roman’s long, thick, throbbing dick instantly invades my mind. I swallow hard. I’ve never seen anything quite like it.
Did I do that to him? Make him hard? Or do all men wake up aroused?
I really shouldn’t be thinking about my captor’s cock. What is wrong with me? Seriously.
Quickly, I finish showering, and dress in a comfortable pair of designer jeans and a cashmere sweater.
