“Why are your cuffs wet?” His gaze fell and he forced my arm up, so he could look closer. I didn’t answer. He looked back up at me. “And your eyes are red.” My throat tightened, but I gritted my teeth together and yanked my wrists free. But before I could escape from his lap, he grabbed my chin in one hand and wrapped his other arm around my waist, pulling me in. Against his body, and whispering so softly no one could hear him but me. “Don’t you know that you can have anything you want?” His eyes searched mine. “I’ll hurt anyone for you.” The weight on my chest was too heavy, it almost hurt to
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