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“But he’s my father.”
His voice chilled. “It’s dangerous to assume he would show you any empathy because you’re his daughter. That bastard is heartless.”
“I had only one chance to talk to him before.”
He frowned. “Wasn’t it enough when he broke into our hotel room in Vienna? Why on earth would you seek him out?”
“Because I don’t want him to hurt you. There has to be a future where nobody dies.”
“Somebody always has to die.”
“I refuse to believe that.”
Darkness shadowed his eyes. “I’m a necromancer. Death is inevitable. Inescapable.”
Dread plummeted through my stomach like a boulder. “You don’t think you’re coming back, do you? It’s why you spent all your inheritance. It’s why you spent one more evening with me in the hotel.”
“I never denied it.”
I let out a shuddering sigh. “Wendel, no.”
“The Grandmaster is ruthless. It’s obvious that he wishes to punish me for my defiance, and he may take this to its ultimate conclusion.” He closed his eyes for a moment. “I can’t promise not to die.”
“If you die, I’m going to kill you.”
He laughed. “Tonight might be our last night together.”
“We can’t let this be our last night.”
“Let’s make it unforgettable.”
Even now, he didn’t believe he could escape. He could only steal fragments of a life that wasn’t his. He kissed me, his hands tangling in my hair. He still hadn’t come yet, and I wanted to bring him pleasure.
I hooked my legs behind his hips. “Take what you want from me.”
He reached across the bed, then rolled on another preventive. He held his cock in his fist, toying with me, before he penetrated me in one thrust.
When he fucked me, he fucked me hard.
Every stroke was ruthless, setting a punishing pace. I clung to him, the muscles in his body flexing beneath my hands. His breathing became ragged.
He needed this. Needed me.
A guttural groan tore from his throat. His hips jerked forward, desperate to take me even deeper, before his tension shattered and he shuddered. He came so hard that every pulse of his cock was obvious.
“I love you,” he whispered against my neck.
But I couldn’t confess how I felt. He smoothed my hair from my face. His gentle touch unlocked more of my emotions. It hurt to be so vulnerable with him. I wasn’t just letting his body into mine, but letting him into my heart.
I love you.
The words died in my throat. I couldn’t say it. Not when I couldn’t save him.
49
Nightfall. Wendel didn’t leave, as he had promised, but lingered at the Grand Constantinople.
We ate dinner in the hotel restaurant. A delicious dinner, no doubt, though it tasted like nothing but ashes in my mouth. I sipped water to wet my parched throat. Wendel divided his food into ever smaller pieces. I wasn’t sure he had eaten more than a bite.
