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I eyed the old radio in the center console It still had a CD player, so that was obsolete in ital speedometer The truck had to be at least a decade old, and for so for himself, that didn’t quite make sense

I looked at hi the htly as he rehts He was a pretty man—but a man clearly violent and unpredictable

“Yes?” he asked, his voice filled with annoyance

“I can’t look at you?”

“You aren’t looking You are staring”

“You stare at me all the time”

“That’s different” He drove with one hand on the wheel, the other resting against the sill “I own you I can stare at my property all I want”

“You don’t own me” Lucian had said those words toso with Balto because he pleased n my soul over to him “You said you would kill him for me if I asked You said you would help me if I asked”

He turned his gaze on hts fro to his terrifying iave you a way out, and you refused to take it I took you because I wanted you, because I wanted to punish my enemy and please myself at the same time Make no aze back to the road and arrived at the co He pulled inside, where histhe property

“You can’t be serious” Did I just leave the imprisonment of one dictator only to be a prisoner of another?

“Dead serious” He killed the engine and hopped out of the truck

I followed hiainst the asphalt of his parking lot “After everything that ?”

He entered the building then punched in the code for the elevator “I’ood man”

“You did offer to help me”

“And you didn’t take that offer” The doors opened, and he stepped inside “When I realized you were Lucian’s wife, I found another way to torture hiht before his eyes, and now I’ll fuck his wife every night I will torture him until he submits to me—and I will enjoy every second of it” He hit the button, and the elevator rose to the top floor He stepped off and pulled out his wallet and keys before setting them on the table