ing silence grip

's wrist. The pressure was excruciatin

odulator patch from her throat without realizing it-the adhesive giving way as she clawed at her overheated skin. It lay somewhe

tch of her voice. His mind was rapidly connecting the visual d

e floor. The oversized men's su

lently morphed into pure,

it was as if her skin had burn

inst the marble railing. She gasped for air,

her, his massive frame r

pat the name like it w

alled. Kem? He st

g wildly against her ribs. He hadn't

across the stone floor

hat sent shivers down her spine. "You dress up like a woman? You wear a fake scar to p

paralyzed. What could she say? No, I'm actually a woman

ead, letting the long blonde hair fall forward to hide her

cted like gasoli

d actually skipped a beat looking at this pathetic, cross-dressing parasite

fingers dug painfully into her cheeks, for

you think this sick little game is going to seduce me, you are out of your

rushing humiliation, Karmen felt a hysterical wav

her face awa

ristine silk handkerchief. He aggressively wiped his

the expensive silk onto the f

commanded, pointing at the

s covered in dust from the floor. As she rose, her fingers brushed against something small and square near the railing-the discarded v

f any human empathy. "I would rather look at that

d the dirty silicone to her face and pressed it against her raw, infla

r long hair haphazardly beneath i

ssed the small patch against the side of her throat, just below her jaw. The adhesive was weak now, clogged with du

m Bartlett stood in her place. When she cleared her throat softly, the sound

her with abso

ere. I need to wash my hands before I even think about look

alked off the balcony, the heav

nd she slid to the cold stone floor. She pressed her hands over he

t the cost to her di

breath, pulled herself up, a