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I was such a mess I wanted Enrique to come back I couldn’t stand to be away from him And yet I wanted to run home to the Towers To top it all off, I didn’t trust him one bit He could lie to me! No one can lie to me, but he could I wanted to trust him He seemed sincere, he seemed to care I wanted so bad to take him at face value, to believe the fairytale Could I really live to be a hundred, here, with hi for the entire half hour while I dressed in Lia’s designer clothing, I decided to give hiive Enrique a chance to prove he’s the real thing? Like he said, no use fighting it I recalled the serenity prayer one of the girls at the Towers taught ras I cannot change, the courage to change the things I can, and the wisdom to know the difference today"

I don’t really have faith I don’t know if God exists, but the words s I have no control over? Itrip I meanhow bad could it be?

I’d hypedspree, and then she opened the door to o" Fantastic, the psychotic vampire bitch from hell would be there too Not very fairytaleish

We rode in the li Hispanic ht I was sohter, or family friend of Enrique’s He didn’t for one second suspect my true identity and relationship to the boss What a difference a few hundred dollars’ worth of clothes can make The chauffer envied me He assumed I’d been born in the lap of luxury, all because of how I dressed, and the respectful way Enrique held his hand at my back I almost turned to him to say three hundred an hour or fifty dollars for a blow job I wanted to see the shocked look on his face as I tore down the illusion he’d built up about me in his mind Almostbut I didn’t I enjoyed the illusion too much

The li mecca of Canal Street took almost an entire hour It would’ve been so uess filthy rich vampires prefer to ride in style Some real serious style: black leather seats, a wet bar, h quiet, it was a hate-filled hour in the stylish liined a thousand and one ways to kill-maim-violate me She did it to tor thing she i atmosphere between Lia and hher way up through h

"She’s sick in the head! Her ets killed over and over! Make her stop!"

I know it sounded whiny, but what could I do? The psycho bitch smiled a sweet serene innocent expression She didn’t fool anyone Enrique lost his cool

"This is unacceptable! Stop it now!" As soon as he spoke I felt a force claible effect over her Lia’s hts curved away from me to refocus a spike of resent hi everywhere

I looked fro I could He had access to her h their weird connection Enrique didn’t even look at her or acknowledge her malice

"Why do you put up with her? She’s sooo sick! There’s so toward h she would rip me to shreds with her bare hands Then I sensed that cla as she wished I looked at Enrique He hadn’t ht a silent struggle with the thing that blocked her fro me She flexed her hands, but she simply couldn’t move any further to reach for me Her hands were bound somehow I could feel how Enrique’s control bound her up physically, and it drove her insane The wo hatred and resentment directed at both Enrique and I

"She can’t hurt you, I pro ainst the backdrop of black leather, his hazel eyes becaht brown

His words revealed the truth in her le hed out loud "Ha! You can’t touchat the caged lion

Like a good zookeeper, Enrique turned onher Can’t you see I’s civil? Don’t test my patience!"

He addressed Lia "And you’ll learn to live with Hope You brought her into our lives, you have only yourself to blame She’s here to stay, deal with it"