RUTHLESS TEMPTATION
And Justin still had not said a word about Victor Crane.
Jace could not understand it. If it were him, if he were strapped to that chair, with every inch of his skin branded like cattle, he would have broken long ago. But Justin, this man who had destroyed everything sat there trembling, bloodied and scorched but still refused to break.
Lorenzo, however, looked almost amused. A thin sheen of sweat glistened on his temples, but his smile had not wavered once. He crouched in front of Justin, eyes gleaming like a predator’s.
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