Sienna BlakeMy heart is hammering—thud. Thud.Thud. Each beat slams against my ribs like it’s trying to escape. The sound is deafening in my ears, a relentless drum that drowns out everything else. Blood rushes hot and fast through every nerve, sharp and electric, a bitter reminder that this is real. Not a nightmare. Not something I’ll wake up from in a cold sweat. This is happening. The air feels heavier with every breath I drag in. My pulse ticks like a countdown clock—steady and merciless. “Have you ever been with a man before?” he asks, watching me with a serious, unreadable expression. My eyes look up at his, searching for any ounce of remorse in them since they say eyes are eyes to the soul. But his… his are nothing but cold, unyielding orbs. Blank. Impenetrable. As if whatever soul once lived behind them has long since burned to ash. I look up again. By the third time, a single tear escapes my eye. “D-do I really have to tell you that…?” “Yes or no, Swan,” Don't call me S
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