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Chapter 3

Word Count: 741    |    Released on: Today at 10:34

ips. He grabbed another towel and rubbed the freezing water from h

ightstand. He reac

ed in mid-air. Th

ulled the watch away. The crumpled one-h

red at the

pupils contracted into tiny pinpricks.

crawled up his neck. The vein at h

e table. He crushed it in h

He kicked the heavy brass floor lamp next to the bed. The metal s

assian rushed in, his hand

Bryton's heaving chest and the absolute murder in his eyes.

ce was a low, terrifying growl. "Pu

ir

he sound vibrated in the windows. "Dig up the entire ci

he adjacent terrace. She rolled to absorb the impact. Her

ambled to her feet and

ing wind cut through her torn blouse. She reached

the cold brick wall. She gas

and pulled out her phone.

Did it happen? Is it done?" His voice w

mach. "Did you spike his dri

e room. I wanted you two to b

sed against her spine. "You thought if I got pregnant,

u ungrateful brat. You do what I say. If you ruin this, you will never

snapped. She felt the physical break in her

aid. Her voice was ice. "Do

h! You

ear. She hit end. She went into t

men's blazer she had snatched from the hotel room tighter around

twenty-four-hour convenience store. The

cheap strawberry lollipop. She paid the cashi

e back down her throat. It was a physical anchor. A habit from

aised her hand. A ye

s to a cheap, run-down apartme

. The neon lights of the city blurred as the car sped fo

needed it fast. The

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