MIRASomething's off.I don't know why, but I've been having a strange sense of foreboding since last night. Standing at the store's counter right now, my heart twists and turns in the way it usually does when something horrible is about to happen.I shake my head and continue with my cleaning. I'm probably imagining things again.I look up to find Anna sitting just by the door, looking lost in thought. "Do you feel any better, sweetie?" I ask her.Her head shoots up, her eyes widening like I just caught her doing something she's not supposed to be doing. Huh. Strange.She touches her hand to her head and winces. "Yes, just a little headache. It should be gone in no time."I give her a smile and continue with my work. Anna was feeling a little sick this morning, so I told her to skip school and come with me to the store where I can keep an eye on her. The day passes pretty quickly. The customers keep me busy until late in the afternoon, so I do not really get the time to contemplat

MIRA"What the hell do you mean by he found you?!" Vanessa blares down the phone, so loud, I have to pull the device away from my ear to avoid getting the organ blocked.Vanessa still lives in New York. Her life and work prevented her from running to Las Vegas with us. While we most definitely missed the hell out of each other, we were restricted to communicating via encrypted phonecalls, so no one could trace my location. No one being Mason and any of his goons.I guess that will no longer be the case.I give her the short version of what went down at the store today, and what Anna did. I can practically feel her rage from a thousand miles away."That stupid, sonofabitch! Shamelessly manipulating a teenager. He should be arrested!"For the first time since all these chaos blew up, I almost laugh."You know that is not possible, Nessa. He's the richest man in New York."She huffs her dissatisfaction," So what are we gonna do now?"I pause the lipgloss halfway to my lips."No, Vanessa

MIRAI stare at Mason, momentarily transfixed at the look of pure savage in his eyes. The roaring in my ears tells me I haven't passed out yet.He pulls me flush against him in one smooth move, his gaze burning a lethal path straight to my soul."You shouldn't have done that, Mira. You shouldn't have."I hold his gaze, trying in vain to swallow my fear. Mason looks downright murderous. His hands lift to my face, and I flinch. I hang my head, waiting for the blow, just like those times in my dark, dark past. It never comes. I lift my head slowly to find Mason's furious gaze on me, and an embarrassed blush stains my cheeks. In a flash, he grabs my chin between his fingers and pulls me closer. I stiffen as I come within mere inches of him. We're so close, one little forward move and I could have those sinful lips against mine. My thighs clench at the thought."You flinched away from me." He growls angrily. " You thought I would hit you." Since he's not asking questions, merely stati

MASONI watch as all the blood drains from Mira's face, my own blood boiling with rage. When Darth told me she was coming to the bank, I knew something was amiss. And I do not want anything interfering with my plans to own her. Darth reported that she'd been in the bank Manager's office for more than five minutes, and I dropped my truckload of work and drove like a possesed demon down here.Call me weird, but the thought of Mira being in an enclosed space with any man, any man at all, makes me feel fucking murderous.My vision almost goes black with fury as images of the over bellied prick before me trying to feel up my woman invades my vision.I will kill him. I will fucking kill him."What is this nonsense? I'm sure you must be mistaken." He has the audacity to say.Despite my need to lash out and kill, I push my anger away long enough to smile at the bastard. A slow, cold smile that has him swallowing and fumbling with his tie."You would love for me to be mistaken, would'nt you,

MIRANot knowing what else to do, I decide to drive to the store. I would go home, but I do not want to risk any stranger following me back there. What the hell was that?I try to distract myself from the man's eerie brown eyes and ponder on Darth's words instead. Could he be right? Is Mason's offer the best one I could ever get? I think about the scene that occured in the office just a moment ago, and my entire body trembles. I have to remember that this new Mason is wilder, more possessive, more dangerous and most especially, more injurious to my mental health than the Mason from a year ago.This Mason would not hesitate to burn me to the ground and step on my fucking ashes. Am I willing to sign a contract that makes me belong to a monster for a full year?I rub a hand over my eyes, trying to concentrate on my driving. It is safe to say that my life is a fucking mess.My lips throb from when he kissed me. My entire body is still humming with awareness from the intensity of his touc