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STUPID!

I sucked in hard breaths and lifted my gaze to the woman I loved slumped in a chair in the room on the other side of the glass. The drug had hit her harder. Of course it had, she was smaller…and susceptible…because of all the drugs in her system.

And whose goddamn fault was that?

A tortured sound ripped free as I hung suspended.

I shook my head, desperate to get it together and think.

But I couldn’t remember a goddamn thing, not after I’d hit the concrete floor in that garage. The first thing I became aware of was that I was handcuffed. My focus returned to the room opposite us as that redheaded bitch leaned down to whisper something in her ear.

Helene’s head rolled backwards, even from here I could see her eyelids flutter, trying to wake. My chest was a hollow fucking cage, one that arched and throbbed as that bitch tugged the strap of her red bodysuit down.

“No…no you fucking don’t,” I warned as she spoke in soundless words.

Then with a yank, she pulled the rest of her lingerie down hard, spilling her breasts free. My balls tightened and revulsion ripped through me as I watched her kneel and cup Helene’s breasts.

“You FUCKING CUNT!” I screamed, lunging against the bindings.

Helene’s head rolled forwards. Her gaze sharpened as she fixed on that dead bitch’s hands on her body. There was a lazy shake of her head as though deep down she knew that was wrong.

Exactly how she was when I had her cuffed to my goddamn sofa as I fucked her with my fingers.

I was no different…no fucking different.

“I WILL FUCKING KILL YOU!” I hollered and kicked, throwing myself forward until my cuffs clashed and bit into my wrists.

Slowly, Helene turned her gaze toward me as another woman stepped into the room behind them. I froze, watching this brunette close the door and move closer toward them. But Helene was fixed on me. I could see her lips move slowly, almost hear her mouth the words. Who is he?

The redheaded bitch looked my way, then smiled before saying. He’s dangerous.

Dangerous?

DANGEROUS?

I yanked against the cuffs. I was going to kill that goddamn BITCH! I was going to fucking tear her apart! Just let me get out of here. I lunged until the tendons under my arms screamed in agony. But that was nothing compared to my heart being ripped from my body.

Because that’s how this felt.

The bitch rose, dragging Helene with her, now dressed in black. Black…she was about to be sold. That chilling thought plunged all the way to my soul. Helene stumbled, but was held upright as they all headed for the door.

“DON’T GO!” I bellowed. “DON’T GO WITH THEM, HELENE!”

She lifted her head, her gaze fixed on mine as they stopped in the middle of the hallway. Then she was gone, being taken away from me…and leaving the brunette behind.

I shook my head, pulling against the cuffs as they disappeared. But the brunette stayed behind, slowly turning to me.

I froze.

No.

There was a shake of my head as she opened the door with a hiss…or it could’ve been a tremble.

My past stepped into the room, lifting the same brown eyes of my mother to mine.

“No,” I whispered as she came closer, moving soundlessly like a ghost.

But Melody wasn’t a ghost. She was real and she was standing right in front of me.

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