Anya’s POVI didn't sleep. Every time I closed my eyes, I heard Ethan’s voice—Curiosity is a much more dangerous ailment. By 8:00 AM, the penthouse was flooded with the gray, uninspired light of a London morning. I was in the kitchen, aggressively stabbing at a bowl of oatmeal I had no intention of eating. My head throbbed, and my skin felt too tight for my bones.I heard the heavy, rhythmic thud of Kai’s footsteps before I saw him. He was wearing a black hoodie, the sleeves pushed up to reveal the tattoos on his forearms, his hand still cradled in that silk sling. He looked exhausted, his jaw shadowed with stubble.He walked straight to the coffee machine, ignoring me for exactly three seconds before he felt the heat of my gaze."You look like hell," he said, his voice a low rasp."Good morning to you too, Kai," I snapped, my spoon clattering against the ceramic bowl. "I see your charm is fully intact today."He turned, leaning his lower back against the counter, his dark eyes tracki
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