through a gap in the heavy curtains

split open with an axe. Her body... her body ached in ways she had never

ren't cotton. They were s

e was

es fle

ange room. Panic, cold and immedia

ne. A cluster of them on her hip. They were fingerprints. Th

back not in a tr

wine on her dress. The

ra

strength. The feeling of

t around herself like a shield. Her body trembled violently, a storm of shock and s

und the room,

here

light. He was wearing a silk bathrobe, a mug of black coffee in his hand. He looked

und raw and broken. "What d

, chilling indifference. He took a slow sip of hi

few feet away, looking down at her. A

," he said, his voice a casual drawl. "

the air from her lungs. With a scream of pure rage,

fast, and tossed it to the floor. The smirk

his hand shooting out to grip her chin. His fin

You come into my home, high as a kite, and you have the audacity to scr

closed in on her. This wa

aring pain in her body a distant echo to the

e was faster. He grabbed her shoulder, his grip

d, his voice low and deadly, "and

ick with tears and loathing. "I wish I

e last of her strength.

rpet. She looked around frantically for her clothes. Her dress wa

was no

und her trembling body, she fe

nd mocking, came from behind her. "You'll giv

of Kason seeing her like this, was a new kind of horror. But the tho

ld rath

ng area, past the pool, to the main door of the suite. He

ran out into the hall

ty doorway. The indifferent mask on his face finally cra

ocket of his robe, his thumb p