Chapter 6

Chapter 6

Brooklyn

A guard flies through the door.

"Hands off!" he yells, but Aden has already released my wrist, raising his hands over his head, perfectly calm.

"Sorry," he says, back to smirking, his eyes on me. "Won't happen again."

I blink at him, sitting back in my chair. I straighten my shoulders, unable to take my eyes off him.

"Are you all right, miss?" the guard says, leaning forward to look me over.

"I'm fine."

I rub my wrist with my other hand. I'm not hurt, just...shocked? Turned on? Confused?

I clear my throat and look back down at my papers. "We will...we will proceed."

I work to steel myself, determined to regain control, to finish this interview. Failure isn't an option if I want

to graduate.

Kenwood a steady glare, raising my chin. I'm tougher

again, I'm grateful that my

focusing again on the paper. "Can you tell me about the crime for which

so easily, "is also very precious.

demand your respect during this process. Please be aware that what I report today will affect the rest of

is to laugh at

forward again. "I

to rage. I clench my fist, my knuckles almost white, working to keep Lena's temper

place I can

down at my fist and grins. "Now, now,

"if you aren't interested in cooperating with me, I'd rather not waste my time. I'll just

raise my hand, waving to the guard standing

flash, Aden's demeanor

mischievous twinkle in his eyes at knocking me off-kilter,

can't look away, overwhelmed, almost hypnotized

I dart my eyes away, staring down at the

teach you not to show weakness? Not to take your eyes off the

down, determined not to look away first. "Good," he laughs. "I

pale and red at once. I'm enraged, mortified to have fallen for his trick..I know better! But also god dammit-I feel my

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