Page 209 of Master of My Life

Chase talked and talked. He spoke of their first date, their first kiss. He reminded her of the night

they got engaged.

Her lips parted, and she jerked her head back and forth.

“Keep going, Chase. It is working.”

He spoke of reading together. He told her how beautiful she was on their wedding day.

She trembled and then arched her back and screamed out his name.

A warmth spread through Sabrina’s chest as a memory flitted around the edge of her mind.

Someone . . . Someone loved her.

But who?

Master growled and yanked her to the edge of the table, scraping her back. “You are mine,

Sabrina. There is no rescue.”

Her chest grew cold again. But before long, the warmth spread again. The memory teased her.

Who?

Then.

A name.

Chase. Remember Chase.

Chase!

She forced her eyes open. Chase!

Master stood, his eyes narrowed, face twisted in rage. “He is not real. He’s a trick your mind

plays when you are weak. I am real. I am the only reality.”

She wanted to shake her head to argue. But as she gazed into his ice-blue eyes, she faltered.

Maybe he’s right . . .

“Of course I am.” He gave her a twisted smile and walked to her head. He pulled his cock from

his pants and grabbed her head. “Ready me for our final bonding.”

He pulled her jaw down and forced himself into her mouth. She sucked automatically, but closed

her eyes once more, praying for the memory to return.

Slowly, oh-so-slowly, a face appeared in her mind. The warmth spread through her body and she

felt strength return to her.

She wrenched her head out of her Master’s grasp and he laughed. “There is no escape from me,

Sabrina. You are mine.”

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