Page 122 of Taken Princess

At least that’s what I always assumed college to be.

I know this place isn’t a normal college.

I have an idea of who everyone here is.

I can live with that.

Cullen touches my sides.

Soothing and gentle.

Protective.

“I know you’re pissed at me, love,” Cullen whispers.

“Who am I to you, Cullen?”

“You’re asking because you didn’t get your way.”

“I’m tired of being told I’m anHeir… but I don’t get to act like it.”

“You’re emotionally involved in this one.”

“You set him up,” I said. “You forced him to kill someone.”

“Forced? No, Jaci. That’s wrong. I didn’t force anyone to do anything.”

I quickly turn around and look up at Cullen.

He’s so good looking.

The clean-cut look.

The steel-cut jawline.

His eyes are just…

I suddenly realize he’s going to have a long and busy life in the mafia. He’s going to have the looks that attract everyone to him. Women. Men. Everyone. He emits a sense of trust. He’ll take your vulnerabilities and keep them close. Not exploit them.

Unless he has to.

My body suddenly shivers.

I begin to wonder who is actually more dangerous.

Cullen? Archer?

Or maybe it’s Seth who is the most dangerous of all.

Seth owns a piece of my past.

He owns a lot of my past. And I can’t stop thinking about him. Worrying about him.

“You didn’t force him to do anything?” I ask Cullen.

“What’s done is done.”

“I don’t like that answer, Cullen.”

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