Page 26 of Sardonic Burn

“Well… Yes.”

“You’re mentally disturbed,” she says with a light laugh. “But back to the issue. He quite literally licked the blood off your face?”

“Yes.”

Cecilia grimaces like I’ve never seen her do.

“Given the state you were in when you came here… I’m assuming it happened after you took down the attackers?”

I frown. “No. I stabbed him and some of the blood got on my jaw. He licked his blood off me.”

“Maybe that’s his kink? You know… blood play?”

“But why would he lick it offme?”

“Are you pretending or are you just that stupid?”

“I’m not following.”

Cecilia takes a deep breath and takes my hands in hers. She’s treating me like a toddler and softens her voice.

“Sweetie, you’re an attractive woman. He could have a thing for you.”

“The next thing that comes out of your mouth better not be that disgusting.”

“It’s a possibility.”

“He almost choked me to death.”

“Almost.”

I yank my hands from hers and throw my arms up in surrender.

“You’re impossible to deal with.”

“And you’re too far up your own ass. Anywho, it’s late. Let’s go to bed, shall we?”

I can’t sleep.

We go to her bedroom, and she lies next to me, falling asleep as soon as her head hits the pillow. Her breathing evens out, her soft hair falling on me as she turns to the other side.

I close my eyes, but sleep is a foreign word to me. No matter how much I toss and turn, I can’t find a spot to finally sleep on.

All I think about are those piercing, green eyes.

The moment his warm tongue touched my bare flesh, I was unable to move. It paralyzed me, and my mind went blank. I’m surprised he didn’t hear just how loudly my heart was beating and threatening to jump out of my chest.

I don’t know what exactly was running through his head when he did that, but he better pray it never happens again. It might’ve been an impulse of his; however, it is the last one when it comes to me.

That bastard touched me.

His handprint is all over my neck. I bruise easily and his harsh choking only promised to leave me in shades of green, blue and purple for the next month. Whenever I look in the mirror, I’m reminded that he made me freeze in terror.

Not once but fucking twice.

I can’t sleep.

Instead, I silently walk toward Cecilia’s closet and grab the first thing I can find and throw it on. She won’t be upset thatI left in the middle of the night, so I make sure to leave as quietly as possible.

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