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For as long as he could remember, even before he’d been scarred, he’d been taught to hide his Traxian tendencies. His temper and animalistic aggression were all Traxian qualities and were therefore unwelcome by the pure Lignas females of Tremanta.
“You could betray me a hundred times over, and I fear I’d still fall at your feet.”
“I’ve never pleasured a human female before, but your reactions told me more than enough to discover how you like to be touched.” Clever alien.
She could tell he still thought of himself as ugly but enjoyed her compliments. Her heart tightened in her chest, and she decided she’d need to make sure to compliment him daily to undo the decades of damage.
He whispered, into her hair, “Stay with me.”
“I want her to stay with me. I don’t think I can live without her. I’ve never felt this way about any female. When it comes to her, I have no control over myself.”
Gather intel. Locate the target. Complete the mission. No, he thought savagely. Gather intel. Locate the target. Slaughter anyone who stands in my way.
The constant accusation that she was a femme fatale spy must’ve gone to her head.
When he gently smoothed her hair, his hand was shaking. “I will always find you, Jade.”
All she’d had to do to earn her new life was get kidnapped, be forced into marriage, be repeatedly manhandled, get kidnapped again, and finally be beaten.

