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Chapter Forty-One

The ride home from the hospital is quiet. Adrian doesn’t let go of my hand the entire way, his shoulder carrying the weight of my droopy head. When the car stops and he carries me inside like I weigh nothing, his arms are careful not to press against the bruises I can’t even see yet. “I asked Grace to run a bath for you,” he says. I realize, when he doesn’t take the stairs, that he’s not taking me to my bedroom. He pushes open a door, carrying me through space with muted wall colors, and then he pushes through another door. The faint smell of lavender and warm sandalwood fills the air as he carries me into the bathroom. Steam curls lazily from the surface of the massive marble tub in the middle. My body feels like it has been run over by a truck, and every muscle screams when he gently sets me down. “I’ll be outside,” he murmurs, walking away and closing the door softly behind him. I manage to get the thick pair of cotton sweatpants off, pausing several times

Chapter Forty-Two

“Are you sure?” he asks again. I nod. “I need you.” His hands guide me without rushing, and I tilt my head back, meeting his darkened gaze, full of heat and affection that makes my heart stutter and swell. His arousal nudges at my entrance, and I turn, with some help, to straddle him. I reach into the water, stroking him with the soapy water slipping between my fingers. He groans as he leans in, kissing me. “god, you’re perfect.” I lift a little and sink again, taking him inch by inch. My body protests from the aches all around, but the pressure only makes me want him more. The stretch, as I take him in, is so exquisite it steals my breath. I gasp against his lips as his arms circle my waist. “Don’t move,” he whispers. “Not yet.” We stay like that—joined and breathing in each other as the water lapped at our skin and sloshed over the tub’s edge. “You’re tight,” he murmurs as he kisses my neck, resting his head on my chest. His hands slide up and down my back and st

Chapter Forty-Three

I flinch as a motorcycle pulls up beside me, engine revving. Shane swings off it, yanking his helmet free. “Hey.” He falls into step beside me without missing a beat. “I haven’t seen you all week. Two weeks, actually. I thought about messaging you, but after what happened at the club…” He trails off, rubbing the back of his neck. “Also, I realized I didn’t have your number.” I frown slightly. The club? Oh. With everything I’d been through this past week — almost getting kidnapped, having some combination of black market paralytic agents injected into me, fighting for my life, the nightmares, the flashbacks to my teenage years, the hospital checkup where I nearly fainted in the waiting room — I completely forgot that I’d ditched Shane the night Marcus dragged us out, because Julian showed up out of nowhere and whisked me to the pizza place. And the Russians. I can’t forget the Russians. They’d kicked the whole thing off — showing up at the house, then ambushing

Chapter Forty-Four

“How did you know?” The response from the other end of the phone is interrupted by the loud purring of a car’s engine. I hear it seconds before I see Julian pulling up in front of the hall, driving like there aren’t students walking about. They get out of his way in a hurry, and he stops abruptly in front of me, throwing the passenger’s door open. “What are you waiting for?” He asks. “Get in.” I hop it, shutting the door, and he reverses like it’s nothing, not bothering to check any blind spots. I quickly put on my seat belt as he peels out of the campus grounds, grinning like a maniac. “Are you going to tell me how you know that Shane’s in trouble?” I finally ask, still clinging to the belt for my safety as he goes over the speed limit, racing past cars on the highway. Julian takes his eyes off the road for a second. “Well, for starters, his real name isn’t Shane Dawson…or whatever he told you.” My jaw drops, but I’m quick to pick it back up because with Julian Ha

Chapter Forty-Five

My knee won’t stop shaking as I sit at the far end of the couch Julian and I share, while Lucien deals with an impromptu call. “You’re going to pop your knee out of its socket,” he tells me. “And Adrian is going to want you to stay in bed, like the fussy person he is.” That’s enough to stop me. I place a firm hand on my thigh, forcibly stopping my leg from bouncing up and down. I don’t want to be confined to bed when the world is crumbling around me. My terrible ordeal might be over for now, but I wanted to be there for Shane if he needed someone on his side. I knew how it felt to be all alone in the world, with a mother who didn’t want me and a stepfather who saw me as a bargaining chip. The only problem was getting Adrian to agree when it came down to it. I sit up straighter as Lucien walks back into the living room. But before he can say anything, the door opens. I hold my breath again—without meaning to, because I’m used to everything bad happening all at once and

Chapter Forty-Six

“No?” I frown. “You’re not seriously going to leave him with them, are you?”The light in Adrian’s eyes flickers out, replaced by something unspeakable as he looks at me. “I know you want to play the hero, Alina, but I’m not risking anything—even you, for him.”Even me. I should be grateful, but all I can feel is frustration and anger. “I’m not asking you to risk me. I’m telling you to give him the chance you gave me.”“You weren’t planning to drug an innocent person. You didn’t stalk a student for weeks, hoping to use her as a pawn.” His voice is low, but every word clips through the air. His hand flexes at his side, the veins along his arm and fingers straining when he clenches his fist. He’s angry. Livid, too. It’s probably not the best time for me to rise to Shane’s defense, but I can’t help it. The nightmares that visited me when I was at the hospital brought everything back to the surface. I could’ve been in his shoes. My stepfather might’ve sold me to the wrong people,

Chapter Forty-Seven

NB: Hi, sorry for the impromptu message. (If you’re reading this book and you love it, could you please go check out the other one on my profile? It’s super interesting, I promise. It’s called My Fiancé’s Uncle Is Obsessed With Me) Please leave a comment. 💕 “Alina?” Adrian’s deep voice pulls me out of the path of improper thoughts my mind has wandered onto. I blink, realizing I’ve been staring at his bare chest like an idiot while his hand is still cupping my cheek. “Hmm?” I manage, my voice embarrassingly breathy. His thumb brushes slowly along my jaw again, sending little sparks across my skin. His eyes narrow slightly, studying me with that intense, knowing look that always makes me feel stripped bare. “What are you thinking about?” he asks. No way in hell am I answering that. I shake my head quickly. “Nothing.” I step back, trying to create some much-needed distance between us and that damn towel. “I should…I should leave you to your room. I’ll find another one.” His

Chapter Forty-Eight

If you like this book, would you please check out my other book? It’s super-double interesting. It’s called “My fiancé’s Uncle Is Obsessed With Me.”Enjoy!I gulp, my throat suddenly dry.Trying to sound bolder than I feel, I lift my chin and say, “If you’re thinking sex will work, then I doubt that. It does the exact opposite.”Adrian’s eyes flash with dark amusement. A slow smile curves his lips as he leans down, brushing his mouth against my ear.“I’m not planning to put you to sleep, Alina,” he murmurs, his voice sliding over my skin, like I’m wearing velvet instead of cotton. “I’m going to tire you out.”Actually, now it feels like I’m not wearing anything at all. My brows dip low when he pushes off the bed, my body instantly missing his heat. Did he give up? “Just like that?” I taunt, trying to not feel the sting of what feels like disappointment. “Running away already, Hawthorne?”He doesn’t answer. Instead, he walks to the closet, opens a drawer, and rummages through it fo

Chapter Forty-Nine

Alina I don’t even have time to brace myself before Adrian’s mouth is on me again, slower this time, just like he promised. His tongue laps at me, savoring every inch of my dripping pussy. Every time I get close, he pulls back, licking softly around my clit until the edge fades, only to drag me right back up again.“Adrian,” I whimper, tugging uselessly at the belt around my wrists. My ankles strain against the silky ties, legs spread obscenely wide for him. “Please… I can’t—”“You can,” he murmurs against my folds, the vibration making me shudder. “And you will. I want you soaked and desperate before I fuck you.”His fingers join his tongue as they did before, sliding deep, curling and stroking inside me while his lips seal around my clit.I can’t stop the broken moans spilling from my throat, and I hear them vibrate through the walls. The thought of Julian and Lucien hearing every slick thrust of his fingers, every desperate cry from my lips, should mortify me, but it makes my pu

Chapter Fifty

“So,” I clear my throat, trying to remove the very awkward tension in the air, in an attempt to start a conversation with Shane, while Adrian and Julian hover around us like mother hens. It’s impossible because I can feel Adrian’s knee brushing against my leg and Julian, who’s seated at the opposite end of the table beside Shane, looks like he’s waiting for him to make a mistake. I slap my hands on the table with an exasperated sigh. “Really?” I turn from the first brother to the second. The third one is somehow outside the diner, making sure nobody suspicious comes close. I know it because I can see him from where I’m sitting. He’s not just keeping out the Russian bratva and whatever troublemakers are lurking, but he’s scaring off customers, too. Actually, the entire diner is empty except for the four of us and three couples that Adrain forced to stay behind—paid, to be more honest—because he didn’t want the space looking empty. It would send out a signal immediately. “Do you h

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