scrambling over Mortez to escape and pushed myself half way out with hope burning a path through my veins. Monroe was suddenly there, his hand grabbing mine as he said my name with utter desperation and my fingers locked around his a second before Mortez got us into reverse and the car shot backwards, peeling away from the trees. Mortez’s nails dug into my skin, making me cry out in pain as Monroe toppled to his knees, losing his grip on me and suddenly we were tearing down the dirt track again.

“Tatum!” Monroe roared.

I hung out the window, my gaze finding Saint on the ground as Blake pressed down on his wound, his face written in pain and grief.

“Saint!” I screamed, fighting to get out as Mortez held onto me with an iron grip.

Kyan was racing after the car with fury etched into his features. “I’m coming for you!” he roared and I didn’t know if those words were a threat to Mortez or a promise to me.

Mortez hauled me back inside with a snarl of effort, throwing me into my seat and his palm smashed across my cheek a second later, making my skull ring from the impact. My lips were wet with blood and I turned to him, spitting it at his face. He lifted his gun, placing it right against my forehead and my heart dipped with terror.

His face was marred with scratches and a bite mark oozed blood on his right cheek. “Give me a reason, darlin’.”

He accelerated faster down the dirt road, the car bumping and jostling as he careered along. He returned the gun to his lap, but it was still pointed at me and I knew if I made one wrong move, he wouldn’t hesitate to kill me.

I looked back over my shoulder as tears made me choke, my Night Keepers lost in the dark, the shadows stealing them away from me.

Please don’t be dead. Please please please.

“If you get feisty again, sweet thing, my finger might just slip and blow your pretty brains out.”

Mortez’s eyes were a door to all my nightmares. But I was bloody and broken and bruised, so did I even have anything more to lose by trying to escape? My dad was gone. Saint was gone. My heart was barely hanging on by a thread. I didn’t want to face a world without either of them in it.

Mortez’s gaze shifted to my mouth and he wet his lips. “My, my, you would be fought over at Royaume D'élite by every man in attendance. I wonder what price you’d fetch? But maybe I’ll just keep you all for myself. If you behave, I’ll let you go once I’m done with you. How does that sound, darlin’?”

“It sounds like you just signed your own death warrant, asshole,” I hissed, my body beginning to shake with hate. “Those men back there will bathe in your blood before dawn. Whether I’m still here to watch or not.”

“Hmph,” he laughed hollowly and the sound dripped through me like acid. “There’s a few hours left before dawn, sweet thing. I wonder how many times I can make you scream before then.”

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My ruthless desire.

Our fates were spun the night he tried to kill me and now he’s back to destroy me for good.

It’s always been us versus them. The Calabresis against the Romeros.

This city is ours but they vowed to take it from us. And when they couldn’t, they took me instead.

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She’s my greatest failure.

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My dirty little secret.

And when I had the chance to kidnap her from her wedding, nothing on God’s green earth could stop me.

She’s mine. I could take her life, her body or her heart if I wanted to.

But my brothers refuse to believe me.

So when they bet I can’t make the little principessa fall in love with me, of course I step up to the challenge.

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