Chapter 77 Not You! I Don’t Want You!

The man’s eyes blazed at the suggestion, but in the blink of an eye, his hesitation stopped him. “Madame Rouge told me to never take it off, sweetheart…”

“I-It’s… okay… Take it off… K-K-Kiss me…” Deirdre was slurring through a bloody foam. Her voice was quivering, and to the ears of a red-blooded man in flames, it was as if she was mewing in welcome.

She had such a mellifluous voice. A lithe body so fine that her appearance must surely reflect this even if she did not look like a literal goddess.

Besides, the mask was starting to get in his way. How could anyone enjoy this without seeing the face a woman made?

He yanked the mask away from Deirdre’s face without any reservations. “Here comes the sun, princess!”

His gleeful eyes fell upon her visage. The light in the hotel room, dim as it was, hid nothing.

He realized he had been lusting after the face of a freak. Her features, in turn, were seared into his eyes.

jerked away, losing control of his balance and crashing down from the bed.

boiling with indignance.” What the f*ck?! Is this some kind of twisted f*cking joke?! How

a wink again for the rest of my life! F**** ck… God, argh! I ain’t standing for this sh*t! They are

phone and stormed over to the balcony. Then, his battle with Madam

sharp edges dug into her skin, and she used the pain to inch her way out of bed and crawl toward the

losing her senses fast. The drug was overpowering her until even her self- inflicted pain ebbed and gave away. She lurched

threatening to burst out of

she begged in a voice thick

“M-Miss McKinnon?!”

move. Hell, he did not even

him before he spoke. That presence loomed close, its eyes boring straight through her. Brendan was there to see it when it happened. He saw Deirdre bolting out of

what he had

contacts. He had

changed. That was when he had seen the same woman

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