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I walk to the glass and press the intercom button on the sain, Isabel," I warn tightly, "and I swear to you, you’ll regret it" Isabel’s eyes glint with rebellion and her wrist cocks back again, stirring white-hot anger in my chest as I add, "We both know there are hter bubbles frolass She turns and offers me an unwelcome view of her bare backside as she hits the intercoes ivebetter to do with my whip You know you need it as much as I do Tell Tristan he stays out there, or I’ll have security reain You can bring your new girl toy, though I can’t wait to make her scream"

She punches a button, and the door buzzes open Then she turns back to face h the door and is already inside the Hive, crossing the room toward Amber, who responds with a vicious verbal attack

"Fuck you, Tristan Fuck you! I told you not to come here I told you I didn’t want you here I don’t want you, Tristan I don’t want you" Tristan tries to reach for the rope above her head, and she squirms and shouts, "Get back Get back!!!"

Isabel curses him in French and then reaches for the phone to call security, while A down her face "Chrisssssss!" she shouts with such venoo with the rest "Chrissss!"

Sara’s hand comes down on my arm and I pull her in front of me to face the"Look at her, Sara Look at her This is what I brought you to Paris to see" Then I turn her to face lass by her head, the other on her waist "My secret wasn’t about the shooting That’s what I let you believe, but nowas the final blohen it see out of control, and I landed in hell--where I dragged A the man she needed me to be

"Why do you think I left you when Dylan died? I didn’t want to drag you to the ith me I did this to Amber Fuck--I hat Amber is And no matter how uarantee I won’t be her again"

The color drains frowere you whipped againafter Mark’s club?"

"Several ti to help his parents survive losing hi Dylan, I swore I’d never need that kind of thing again--but obviously I did And what if there’s yet another next tiers, a promise in the depths of her eyes that I’m not sure she can keep as she vows, "We’ll deal with it"

"Or we drown in hell together And the worst of this is that I can’t even be honorable anymore and walk away--and not just because I love you Over and over, I told et you the hell out of this world Instead I led you into it, and now you’re in too deep I see it in your eyes and taste it in your kiss during your tor too deep--and yet I’ you there anyway"

She shakes her head "No, Chris--"

"Yes, baby It’s true and we both know it So you think long and hard about what you see here today, and where you’re headed But if you run, run fast Because I’ to come after you That’s just the kind of bastard I can’t see" I push off the wall and leave her there, walking into the Hive, a place I’ve never escaped But for Sara, there’s still time

Part Four

Games

As I enter the Hive, A her throat, her head dropping between her shoulders And, as er doer at Isabel for feeding A for o there She’s Tristan’s woman to save, and Isabel is my problem to handle

Ilares atlike blue diamonds "I told you he wasn’t welcome here This is my club and my rules He will be removed" She tries to step around me, toward the intercom on the wall

I shackle her arer in her eyes "A with hiance and hatred in her eyes "That’s the biggest joke I’ve heard since you not needing the whip She’s more mine than she was ever his"

"You make it about you, Isabel--but to the rest of us, you’re just one of many who can handle a whip"

Fury fills her face and she slapsbut I don’t flinch My lips quirk with a ain, and I’ve had it with the bitch I capture her waist, lifting her and, ignoring her protests, I set her in front of the dungeon stock "Down," I order, using my knees to buckle hers and shove her to a squat