Frightened, I immediately stopped talking.

My body couldn't take another go round of Greyson's sexual appetites.

I looked at him, feeling a sense of loss, though.

He wasn't angry, which meant that he wasn't Griffon.

For some reason, I was upset, so I turned my back to him and closed my eyes.

I didn't know why, but although this man wasn't Griffon, something told me he wouldn't hurt me, that he would keep me safe.

***

After she fell asleep, the man pulled her back into his arms.

He held her in his arms and gently caressed her back.

***

that I fell asleep soundly. In a daze, I dreamed of the young man

dream, he raised his foot, aimed at my heart, and

broke my fingers one

lying on the ground, curled up in pain, but I reached out to him and said, "Silas, it

***

murmurs reached the man's ears, and the hand rubbing her

at the woman in his arms for a long time, then pushed her away, got out of bed, put on his clothes, and

***

me to sleep and cared for

woke up, the emotion from my dream

the presidential suite. I touched the space

of relief, got

the curtains slid to the side, the sun shined in, bathing the area

then did I realize how

occupied the

huge round bed, covered in white sheets, pillows and blankets that were softer than anything else I'd laid in. The

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