Abigail I heard the door open behind me. I didn’t turn around at first. My hands stayed pressed together in front of the altar. The candles flickered. Incense smoke curled up toward the low ceiling. I already knew who it was. I already knew why they had come. My heart jumped to my stomach as Cassian and Dad stepped into the shrine room, but it wasn’t fear. It was something hotter and more dangerous. I looked into their eyes, all I could see was pure hunger. I should have told them to leave immediately. I should have focused on the prayer instead. I should have remembered the wedding in five days and the husband waiting for me. But I didn’t. I couldn't take my eyes off them, especially the hard bulges in their trousers. Cassian’s voice was low. “Keep praying, stepsis.” I swallowed. “I… I am praying.” Dad moved closer. “Don’t stop. We want to hear your voice.” Cassian’s hands were already on my clothes. He pulled my blouse open, then the rest. Cool air touched my skin. I kept m
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