OLIVIA“Get her out of my house!” Francisco screeched. “I don’t want her feeding off me anymore.”Hearing those words made my chest tighten. I stood outside the house, carrying Alix in my arms as he sobbed uncontrollably.A month had passed since I’d refused his advances, and Francisco’s attitude hadn’t changed.“Are you sure you don’t want to talk about it?” Darren asked. “I mean, Olivia has nowhere else to go, and—’“—That’s none of my business,” Francisco sneered, throwing me a cold glare. “She can go to hell for all I care.”I exhaled sharply, gently rocking Alix in my arms. Darren was the guy who’d helped me to the hospital, and he’d brought me to live with Francisco, who was his cousin, after I explained my ordeal to him.I’d spent the last month tending to Francisco like a nanny. I washed, cooked, cleaned—did everything. But all that meant nothing because he wanted me in his bed.Darren walked out moments later, my luggage in his grip. He filled the doorway effortlessly—tall, b
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