Page 483 of The Tempted

He continued to read me my rights as my eyes locked with Lacey’s.

Dark and dull, wrecked and ruined. My beautiful innocent Lacey tainted by my selfish sadistic ways, stared back at me. I watched the tears fall down her cheeks, each droplet another mark. Those tears were as much mine as everything else about her was.

Mine.

Always mine.

Leather.

Lace.

Me.

Her.

So fucking tempting.

So fucking lethal.

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