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not feel like a fever. I
nst the stark white ceiling of the hotel suite. She tried to
s fully in
ing breath-stabbed into her brain. She bit down on her lower lip. She bit hard. The sharp, met
ter, but her arms gave out. She collapsed back into the pillows. The fabric smelled
s door of the ba
d out. He wore a black robe tied loosely at his waist. W
dn't pull in oxygen. She scrambled backward on the mattress
a drugged, compliant woman. Instead, he saw the raw, pulsing ter
owed hi
. He walked toward the bed. Every step he took
ting him in her past life. She remembered
rest open on the sheets. She relaxed her sh
ipped violently under his dense weight. Gravity pulled Giana'
ers clamped around her jaw. The pressure
His voice was a lo
but she didn't thrash. She didn't scream. Instead, she leaned int
aw ticked. His grip on her face lo
nausea of the drug. She lifted her trembling
ld silk of his robe, Cornel's entire body went rigid. His muscles
ist, twisting it
herself closer. She buried her face into the curve of
He flipped her over, pinning her flat against the
. Her eyes were wide,
nt tremor through her core. A soft, br
the unnatural dilation of her pupils. He kne
laugh and pushed of
is waist. The friction of her bare sk
hispered. Her vo
d of Cornel's
kiss. It was a punishment. His teeth clashed agai
nose as the pain hit her, but she dug her f
n. He pulled his fists apart. The fabric ripped down the mid
h a brutal, unf
her vision. She opened her mouth to scream, but she bit down on his shou
ence fueled the fire in his blood. He moved faster,
er. Giana's fingers went limp against the sheets.
went de
at the girl. Her skin was covered in red marks. Her lips we
team. He would have them wrap her i
pulled the heavy velvet comfo
nd lit a cigar. He blew a thick cloud of smoke against the glass. He looked back at th

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