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He shifts away so he can look into my face.

“Where’s my stubborn Princess? Not like you to give in.”

I bite my lip at my nickname. Never thought I’d be glad to hear that come from his lips, but a fluttery sensation low in my belly becomes ravenous. He must see the spark in my eye, because he smirks and settles in closer.

“Go to sleep baby girl.”

I huff a sigh.

“I can hear you thinking, Princess. Go to sleep.”

I gently swivel my hips toward his and gasp when I feel his erection straining on my thigh. He chuckles darkly into the pillow. My thighs clench together, I squeeze my eyes shut and breathe through pain.

“I’m not going to be able to sleep, Declan.”

He scrubs a hand over his face and I’m bracing myself as he scoots out of the bed and comes back with pills that he pushes through my lips. I swallow the water he gives me greedily.

He slides back into the bed, pulling me half on top of him, his arm slung high on my waist. I settle my head below his shoulder and close my eyes waiting for the agony to subside. The drugs kick in with a rush, and I feel like I’m floating. I kiss Declan’s chest and rub my fingers over his stomach flirting with the waistband of his briefs.

Declan kisses me softly and I pull away.

“What is it, Angel? You shouldn’t feel any pain.”

I stiffen at his pet name for me and scoot away from him. He grasps my shoulder trying to keep me in place.

“What’s wrong Angel?”

A sob breaks free from my throat, and he pulls me back over him.

“Why are you shutting down, Angel?”

I sob again and tears flow down my cheeks and he thumbs them away.

“Talk to me.”

I shake my head trying to hide my face.

“Angel, I know you’ve been through hell, I can see it in your eyes, but you can’t shut me out.”

I gasp, choking on my tears.

“He called me that, Knox called me Angel. I was so confused; I got so confused!”

“Fuck, baby. Come here.”

I feel him slide my body over him and he holds me close. His hands massage my shoulders and run through my hair until I stop crying.

“Baby, you aren’t going to like this, but I’m going to have to erase him. I’ll be gentle.”

I sit up and look at his troubled face. I see rage hiding in his eyes, but I also see faith and assuredness.

“Can you submit to me? Can you give everything over, right now baby girl?”

His words sink in, and I panic, because can’t. I can’t hand over my broken self to be annihilated. I won’t survive Knox.

“No, I don’t know.” Tears flow down my cheeks and he leans forward and kisses them away. His lips move down my neck, his fingers in my hair and I feel myself relax into him.

“That’s it my Angel, come back to me. Let me remind you of who we are together.”

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