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"Get away from me," I hiss.
To his credit, he takes a step back, but then he lifts his hand, taking a strand of my silver hair and bringing it to his lips.
"You looked gorgeous with black hair, but silver hair makes you look ethereal."
His voice is low, rubbing against me in all the wrong places.
"I want to leave." I'm beginning to feel panicked.
"I thought you had business to discuss with me."
I'm torn.
I don't want to stay here a minute longer, but if I leave, then Jonathon… I might never get my freedom from Jonathon.
I'm standing at a crossroads now, each path more painful than the next.
Adam studies me now. "If you leave now, you won't get the answer to what’s behind your animal's strange behavior, you know."
"My wolf is fine!" I burst out. "I don't know what you're going on about."
He chuckles, making me go still. "Is it? Or do you feel exhilarated for some reason?"
He steps toward me, and my breath catches.
"Do you feel your body heat up when I approach you?"
My body trembles, my nipples tightening under my dress shirt for some reason. "N-No."
His hand lifts, and before I can guess what he's about to do, it cups my chest. A sudden whimper leaves my mouth, my body burning at his touch.
"Stop that."
My voice is weak though, and Adam smiles. "Anna or Cynthia, you're still the same woman I took to my bed. What I want to know is under whose instructions did you––"
My hand moves before I can stop myself, the sound of skin striking skin echoing in the room.
"Bastard," I snarl, shoving him back. "I am many things, Adam Moore, but the one thing I'm not is a whore."
He isn't fazed by my slap or the four claw marks on the side of his face. Instead, he just smirks. "No, probably not. But what you are is my fated mate."
My blood turns to ice.
What?
I'm his what?
CHAPTER 5
Cynthia
Weak laughter splutters out of me. "W-What is this? Are you drunk?"
"You don't feel the connection between us?" Adam cocks his head, looking intrigued.
I stare at him, my heart feeling unsteady in my chest. "Whatever… Whatever game you're playing, it's not funny. I came here for a meeting, not to be harassed."
I try to make my voice firm, but his presence is making my insides feel strange. My panties are growing damp, and panic is beginning to set in. Ever since that night with him, I’ve been feeling strange. My body feels strange. It was Tony who met me the next morning and gave me a pill to help me feel better. The pill did help, and I've been taking it daily from him. I never thought much about it. But now, I'm beginning to freak out.
