Kiera's PovThe stranger’s hand around my wrist felt cold and warm at the same time. His grip was strong, commanding. He had already decided I wasn’t going anywhere.Even with a black mask covering half his face, his presence swallowed everything around us. Tall, broad-shouldered, with an aura like gravity bending toward him.“You’re shaking,” he said.“I’m fine,” I replied, staring back at him without flinching.He released my wrist, but his eyes—frozen gold behind the mask—stayed locked on mine.Susan appeared beside me, her eyes wide. “Kiera! There you are. I’ll be at the bar if you need me.” She winked and vanished into the crowd.I didn’t run after her. I was done running. Rafael had fucked my sister on my desk, calling me useless, but I was done being his victim.Images flashed in my mind—Rafael’s betrayal, Alice’s moans—and anger burned away my grief.“Why are you crying?” the stranger asked, his scent dark and woodsy.“I’m not,” I said, wiping a rogue tear angrily. “I just… sho
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