Page 67 of Ashes

He’s sick.

Sicker than you.

He wants you.He wants to touch you.

Taste you.

Experience you. . .

Us.

I licked my lips and raked my gaze up his torso.

“Or who would you like me to be?” I asked softly. “Because we both know I’m capable of playing games. Any game. Pick one. We’ll play.”

His Adam’s apple bobbed, and his hands shook again.

“Complete your task. Your reward is her. We’ll discuss what else I can provide you once she’s broken. You’ll need a pet once you’ve realized how fun they can be. I can give you many. I can give you anything. . .Asylum.”

I quirked my lips up at him, burying my rage and disgust deep down like I tended to do. It was kindling for the fire I’d build later. The firewe’dbuild.

His screams will be worth all the pain. All the tears.

I got to my feet and followed him to the red room and stepped inside. I turned to face him before he could close the door.

“You’re trying to break me too,” I said softly.

He stared back at me with no emotion on his face.

I leaned in, his powerful cologne burning my nose as I breathed him in, my lips brushing against his ear. “Trouble is, I’m already fucking broken. If you play with me, it’s only because I let you.”

He jerked away from me quickly as I let out a wicked laugh and backed away. The door closed in his wake, but not before I noticed his face flaming red with anger.

I smirked, enjoying the game we played.

But now it was time to start a new game. One that was infinitely more enjoyable.

One with my Rinny

SIRENA

It hurt in the darkness. Everything hurt. Breathing hurt.

“Your ribs are probably bruised,” a soft, familiar voice called out to me. “Mine are too.”

Seth?

“It’s me,” came his voice again before the warm touch of his hand landed on my bare thigh.

I couldn’t see him.

It was all darkness here.

I was a prisoner in this cold world. I wasn’t even sure if I existed anymore.

“Seth,” he continued. “Your Seth. And you’re Rinny, our. . . forever girl.”

Church. I was Church’s girl.

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