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It was my lot in life. Anything that could go wrong would go wrong.

I bit my bottom lip, chewing on the skin until it pinched and bled. I have to play it better than this. This boy, however stupid he is, towers over me. He looks strong. He wasn’t weak or malnourished like Rosco and his gang of street orphans. He was a nobleman’s son, with a nobleman’s diet.

And I had foolishly let him get this close to me.

My body flexed when he took a step and stopped two feet away. Gently, he reached out a hand, hesitating.

My head moved away from it—

And he took my chin in his fingers, darting faster than I’d expected.

I trembled as he pursed my lips together, puckering them and staring down at my face, licking his chops.

“There we go,” he said with a fake smile. I could see the sinister glint in his eyes, and knew this young man was not safe. Like all noblemen. “Those are the lips of a woman, aren’t they?”

“W-What are you doing?” I asked, curling in on myself with disgust.

“If you won’t allow me to court you, girl, then I’ll just have to ask for recompense another way.”

“What?”

While he kept my chin between his fingers, his other hand roamed down my side, over the swell of my hip, down to my ass.

He squeezed.

I yelped.

“It’s okay, it’s okay.” He shushed me. “I won’t hurt you, sweet flower. So long as you pay me back for saving you last night, everything will be fine. I’ll make us feel exquisite . . .” He trailed off, and my mind whirled.

I shivered from the man’s disgusting hands on me, feeling me, and froze with shock.

“Robin,” my brother said in my head.

Robert’s calming voice brought me out of my freeze, uprooting my legs.

Submission. Obedience. Pain.

I was sick of it all.

Or perhaps I was secretly addicted to it, and simply hated the particular men who sought it from me.

“Enough,” I said, low at first.

His lips brushed over my cheek, kissing. His hand wrapped around the back of my neck, holding me still.

“Hmm?” he murmured in my ear, and I shivered.

“Enough!” I yelled, shocking him with a start.

His light fingers squeezed harder on the back of my neck.

I growled. My knee came up and smashed between his legs.

His breath whooshed out and blew my hood off my face as he doubled over.

I turned to run—

His hand caught my ankle at the last second and tripped me. I fell over Robert’s skull and it rolled onto the dirt and grass.

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