Page 42 of Sinful Honor

I grabbed her and pulled her against my chest.

This was it. This was what I’d successfully buried for years.

My heart.

My soul.

And with it all the people I loved.

My family had been my weakness.

I didn’t think it still was.

Didn’t think I still had it in me.

I was wrong.

CHAPTERTHIRTEEN

Isighed against my gag.

At first, I’d hoped the brother wouldn’t be as ruthless as my captor.

I was wrong.

He just hoisted me into an elevator, then into a room, and threw me on the bed. And since then, instead of leaving, he was staring at me from across the room as if I was some kind of lab rat.

And I was throwing daggers back.

Fucking asshole.

I’d lost feeling in my hands a while ago. My shoulders ached, and I had the headache from hell.

My mouth was dry, and my throat hurt.

I pretty much felt like crying—not that I would give him the satisfaction of showing any weakness.

The door opened. “Cristo.”

My whole body tightened and started to buzz when I heard his voice.

“Everything okay?” Cristo said and straightened.

I craned my neck. There he was again.

The blue-eyed devil.

A shiver of awareness and fear ran down my spine.

The two moved to the door, and I couldn’t see them anymore.

“You can go now. I’ll take it from here.”

“You can’t hide her forever.”

“I know.” He sighed.

“If Fausto finds out, he’ll kill you. You and her both.”

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