Chapter 81

My stomach sank. That explained the heavy, sluggish pulse in

my body. I was on my own.

Chole crouched in front of me, resting her elbow on her knee

and the lighter under my chin. “You’re brave. I’ll give you that.

But brave girls die too. Bravery makes you reckless.”

I didn’t move. Didn’t flinch.

Her face twisted. “Say something, you whore.”

Nothing.

Stay calm. Stay quiet. Don’t provoke her.

She stood up abruptly and slapped me hard across the face.

My head jerked sideways with the blow. My jaw throbbed. A

metallic tang flooded my mouth.

“Still quiet?” she spat. “You think silence makes you strong? No,


sweetheart. It makes you boring. I can’t kill boring.”

She paced again, her boots thudding against the hardwood. “But

I can maim boring. You want to see what I’m capable of? I’ll

have my men take turns with you. Then I’ll cut off your legs

and feed them to dogs. And your arms? I’ll hang them on the

gates of the Windsor estate like art. Then I’ll douse this pretty

little house in kerosene and burn it down with you in it.”

Another slap. I didn’t turn my head this time. My cheek flared

with pain.

don’t

beg?”

swallowed blood and calmly said, “Because you

won’t

nostrils flared. She grabbed a fistful of my


hers. “Ungrateful bitch. You don’t even appreciate the mercy I’m offering. I’m giving you a chance

and you’re

didn’t speak. Every muscle in

but I held

being quiet makes you some kind of

“You think it makes you holy?”

fooled Ethan, tricked the media, and probably spread

for that Alexander/creep.”

couldn’t react.

not beautiful. You’re not smart. You’re just

Chapter 1

that ends now.”

raised her hand again–another slap, harder than


Then another.

you

and steady. “Murder is still a crime, Chole. You

your life in prison.”

at me, stunned for half a

“Who the fuck do you

matters to people like me? I am the

heir, you

and slapped me again. “You’ll rot

wish I

The coppery taste of blood

I slowly shifted

was broken. My lip was split, and the side


from the force of Chole’s slap. Still,

give her that satisfaction.

of me,

her eyes wild. Her breathing

face streaked

Charter 81

“Why won’t you beg?!

as far

My voice was

go?”

a cruel smirk. “No. But I’d

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