His smile only widened. “Well, I do like a good challenge. I like it almost as much as I like breaking people.” He came closer, watching me intently. “I’ve thought about you all day.” He said the words painfully slowly, and I’ll be damned if he didn’t sound completely infatuated. My traitorous body shivered at the idea. He was playing me—I knew he was. And it sucked because it was working. Thankfully, he continued: “I’ve thought about what to do with you, and I’ve decided to offer you a deal.”
