umiliated, Evelyn vanished
he sought her out-not out of pity, but for pleasure. He would show up
nst a cold brick wall one night. His lips ghosted
And yet, her bo
very whispered word-it was
e kne
s tracing the curve of her waist. "No matte
e him away, to scream, to make him pay for everything he had done. But the way his breath fanned against her skin,
he spat, tilting her
in, his lips brushing against the shell of her
ling with ragged breaths. "You may have taken
rawled, his eyes gleaming with something dark,
er standing in the shadows, burning with rage,
arter was no
for
ed on his own arrogance. And when that day came, she w