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CHAPTER EIGHT

Feeding passion fuels the fire

Star’s body ached, her skin burned like fire danced along her back. The black cotton shirt she wore did nothing to ease the blows, instead, the shreds of material that lodged itself in the cuts that formed on her skin pained her more. She was free of the confines of the chair and ropes, but the friction from the nylon bruised her wrists leaving a lasting image in her mind. 

The sound of the metal door swinging open alerted her to the presence of another person, dragging her from her pain-induced haze. Her mind was on high alert even though her body was hard to move, if they planned on hurting her again, she would again put up a fight. 

Star watched Maximus tense carefully as he approached her and flinched when he reached out to her. 

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