Page 137 of Master of My Life

“I can imagine.”

Jayson walked in a few minutes later, a goofy smile on his face.

Chase laughed. “I take it the date went well?”

Jayson’s grin grew larger. “Yeah.”

“Where’d you take her?” Ethan asked.

“Dinner at Marco’s. We were going to see a movie but ended up sitting at the table talking. She

didn’t want to be out too late.”

“Gonna see her again?” Chase asked.

Jayson nodded. “Lunch on Wednesday. She’s working nights the rest of the week and I’ve got

performances.” He grimaced. “It’s gonna be hard seeing each other for the next month.”

“You’ll work it out.”

“I’m really happy for you, Jayson,” Sabrina said, standing and hugging him hard.

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DAMIAN SMILED AS ALANA SCREAMED . YES , HE’ D HAVE TO BE KIND AGAIN IN THE NEAR FUTURE, AND

he had to be careful how he tortured her, but he could enjoy her much more now that he didn’t have to

pretend to be a nice guy. She was so skinny, her Immortal pregnancy would be showing in a few

weeks, but the baby was well protected. As long as he didn’t kill her or stab her in the stomach, the

baby would be fine for the sacrifice at the Spring Gathering.

Half-Immortals were so much fun to play with. They healed themselves.

She hung from the ceiling, her wrists enveloped in leather cuffs lined with many blades that

lacerated her wrists as she squirmed. A bar attached to cuffs around her knees kept her legs spread

apart. He pulled on the chain attached to her clit and stepped backward until her body was at a forty-

five-degree angle.

“M-Master, please . . .” she moaned.

He gave a sharp tug, and she screamed. “Don’t beg, Alana. It’s unbecoming.”

Tears streamed down her cheeks. He released her, and she swung backward, blood dripping

down the chain. He moved closer and studied the rip in her clit. “Hmm, I should cauterize the

wound.”

A flaming sword appeared in his hand and she shrieked as he held the flame against her swollen

pussy. She jerked away, but he followed and pressed it harder into her flesh. She leaned her head

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