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Her sister’s expression tightened, her lips thinning out to a cold, ruthless line

“He wants to share you, Heather,” Tara said tightly “Do you want to knohat that’s like? Do you really want to know just how loveless that is? You think you love hied like that It’s sex It’s lust Period”

It was Tara’s lifestyle She had lived it with her husband before Rick had pulled her out She had lain between the man she hated and the man who pitied her, and Heather knew it had nearly destroyed her And yet, now that there was no chance of e, the sexual lifestyle was one she embraced rather than denied

Heather knew the destruction that could be waiting for the Augusts She knew the pain, the betrayal, the loss of self-respect that came from such a relationship She had watched it with her sister, Rick and his brother, Carl, before Carl’s accident and death

“It’s not the sa her sister couldn’t see it, couldn’t look beyond her own past to see the reality of these men “I don’t kno it’s different, Tara, but I know it is And I won’t argue it with you I don’t want to share Sa and a peck on the cheek to those brothers But I won’t leave him like this I won’t walk ahile some bastard wants him destroyed I won’t do it Not even for you”

Tara’s eyes sparked with fury, and Heather knew the explosion was co open at the same time

“Tio, wildcat” Raider’s dark voice matched the black shadow he cast over the floor “Rick just called in, everyone’s in place Ti”

“I need to change” Heather shook her head as she glanced at her sister, seeing the conflicting anger and fear in her face “Give me half an hour and I’ll be back out”

She didn’t wait for a comment or a refusal, but turned on her heel and rushed past Raider as he stood carefully aside She shivered as she glanced in his face Cold, hard He watched her with an edge of steel that was al, but the way he watched Tara should have terrified her Heather was more than surprised by the fact that it didn’t

Chapter Three

The stalker watched the woman, her pretty features filled with hu with her She was a beauty, just as the others were Her long red hair flowed down her back like a living fla her slender, curved hips She was petite, almost tiny, delicately made and looked like one of those pretty pixies found in fairy tales

She was dressed in a light linen sundress that barely covered her thighs Such scandalous clothing Evidently the lesson she had received last month hadn’t i those men, even more so than Marly and Sarah had

While with those August h and flirt with them all at all hours She was a Jezebel, and she knew it A fla the men further into their perversions Soon, the final boundary would be breached, and so would have to be done

She reached back, lifting a dainty foot to adjust the strap of her sandal So pretty Her skin was soft, like silk The sight of it brought to mind the smooth contours of her pretty cunt, the little slit that separated it was incredibly soft Soft and marked with the proof of her ard sensuality She carried the mark of temptation there now, on the very flesh that tempted mortal men past their boundaries of control

The smooth mound had been striped by the knife, and the scars that were left would never be forgotten Slender, almost invisible scars that she would wear forever Scars that any man who touched her would feel, would know, and therefore, know her for the temptress she was