The Don's Dangerous Addiction

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umber f

t the feeling of being calculated

ket, took a deep breath, and pus

yourself, o

darkness. Low. Rough. The kind

stood

rried an unnatural tremor, like something

s in his neck, pulsing

ers tight. Her nail

t the sky. It

oze for

tion. His eyes were bloodshot. Likely from frequent sleep disorders. But his pupils were so dilated she could bar

in clinical practice. They we

ond of shock and refocus

hat I'm wearing. Your heart rate is over 180.

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d to send me to the afterlife wit

let you just...

dy. A sharp stare, as if tryi

ent, prove yourself fi

o her collar. The o

tant, her coat was ripped from her shoulde

but thin undergarments, exposed, reas

housand

cket to one cycle of her brother's specia

A contract of

he final injection was administered.

nge. He was gasping for air, his head hang

oug

cool palm pressed against h

r. Kessler. Step

into the sofa. Then she quickly pulled a syringe from her m

k. His hand slid off the armrest. His fi

es. A distorted murmu

t...

hand locked around her wrist like an iron

His voice broke against her ear, barely a w

g for

sional instincts fired off a f

ive confusion from a new

t level of subconscious projection usually meant he was ident

g sprea

ight collapsed onto her. Domin

Just as she tried to push his heavy body off, h

n old, misshapen star s

iliar chill of being dragged into

a rusted key, forcing open a doo

me crushing grip, the same force that pinned her to the wet deck. Salty air. The dizzying sway of the boat.

mposs

ke this were everywhere. But when Dominic tightened his grip again in his sleep, that exact crushing

scar. That violence that

erself from his arm. Her gaze accidenta

aled with wax. The wax st

breath

let

ck diamond ring that slipped off that man's fi

she counted Dominic's breathing three t

ere too many coincid

ld only Dominic's terrifyingly steady breathing. He still had her l

ay stiff in his arms, eyes close

would

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n

e l

know when s

was lying on the

nto the room, making it look

Dark metal lines. The smell of rust and col

y and looked down a

had popped off was tucked neatly into her pocket. This level

black office ch

ealing a strip of pale neck. He was staring at a computer screen, his bony fingers tapping t

thousand

r, pulled out a check already signed, and flicked it acro

looked up. His eyes, like dry wells,

onscious last night. I trust the doctor understands that c

g a line. And

check into her coat. The paper was light,

rd the door. "Since the first session is over, I'll foll

you coul

er steps like a cold iron chain. Avery turne

fessional mask. "My brother needs care at the hospital

set down his coffee cup. He crossed his long legs and leaned back, settli

e spoke quietly into the phone, but his eyes never left Avery's face. They

this is false

Dr. C

uff hid the star shaped scar that made her tremble. All t

something you shouldn't have in this room last night, the onl

Close enough for her to se

njection, you're n

r her cheek. He didn't touch, but

That peach scent of y

peared at the door. Silent

nto the bathroom. The moment the door

nown n

the screen a

ck background.

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topped over

aller text a

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