Lush’s POVAfter a long, tense silence, a crackle came through his earpiece. Alexander must have given the order from his board meeting downtown. Viktor looked at me with cold eyes, bowed his head slightly, and walked out of the conservatory. He stood just outside the glass door, watching us like a hawk.I pulled my thin cardigan tightly around my body. My heart was pounding hard against my ribs. The bruise on my thigh from Alexander’s corporate seal felt hot and tight."What are you doing here, Damian?" I whispered, my voice shaking. "You shouldn't be here. If Alexander finds out—""If my father finds out, what will he do?" Damian laughed, a sharp, ugly sound that echoed off the glass walls. He walked toward me slowly, circling the iron bench like a predator. "Lock me in a room? Tie me up? No, he only does that to you, doesn't he?"He stopped right in front of me, leaning down so his face was inches from mine. I could smell the alcohol and cigarette smoke on his breath. He looked dow
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