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Christiana that interests me.
The urge to kiss her slithered up his spine and danced through his mind.
It was exactly the opposite of what he should be doing. He should be seeing her as a
threat, but the Isabella s abilities were as strong as Christiana had said. She was very, very
persuasive. But he wasn t going to fall for it.
Blane grabbed her hand and twisted it away. Don t try that shit on me.
She smirked and leaned in closer, pressing her chest against his hand. You can protest in
public if you like, but when you re lying in bed alone, stroking yourself, think of me.
You are one twisted bitch. He gave her a little push and let go of her hands. Stay away
from us.
Blane opened the door to the limo and slid inside before Isabella could argue again.
Inside, Christiana was lying against the far door, curled into an awkward position. He shut the
door and scooted closer. Are you okay?
Yes. She sniffled and wiped her eyes as the limo started to move.
Are you crying?
No.
Why are you crying?
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I m not crying.
Okay& why are you sad, then?
I& I... She started crying harder. I don t know.
If there was one thing he couldn t handle, it was a crying woman. They always had a way
of disarming him and making him feel weak. Some sort of strange protective instinct came out in
him that could only be trumped by babies which no one ever needed to know.
What s wrong? Blane scooted closer and pulled her into his arms.
Her face buried against his chest. I heard what she said.
Oh. She s just a crazy bitch.
But she s right.
How?
I always deny how I feel.
We all do. It s part of life.
I have to be this way. Everyone else can stop, but I can t.
Why not?
I m Khalil s daughter. I m expected to be this way, but then everyone thinks I m cold.
She leaned back, diluted mascara streaked down her face. I can t even find a compagno of my
own. Do you know when the last time I had sex was? Other than you?
He didn t guess. Why do you think that is?
I can feel it. I know how uncomfortable I make them when all the other women turn
them on. I just don t know why.
It s only because you re the leader s progeny. You re sort of off limits. That wasn t
exactly true. She was also too much of a challenge.
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But you slept with me.
I know. I m a glutton for punishment.
She leaned into his chest again, sobbing. And you regret it. She let out a bark of a
laugh. You thought I was gay.
It s okay if you are.
I m not!
You like Isabella.
No. She groaned in frustration. She used her influence on me, and I can t make myself
stop falling for it. You don t fall for it. She s tried every time to control you, and you don t even
notice.
Interesting. Blane took her face in his hands and wiped the mascara away with his
thumbs. She looked so vulnerable that his heart ached. Her face was almost childlike again and
her eyes were filled with confusion. It was almost as if she had no idea how to be an adult or how
to live without so many rules, despite her centuries of life. Maybe she d never given herself
permission. Christiana, how old were you when you met Khalil?
Eight.
He blinked in horror. How?
I was a gift to him. She closed her eyes, but he held her face steady. My mother was a
proud woman, an illegitimate daughter of Henry the Eighth. Of course, she was never officially
acknowledged, but we were well kept. Spoiled, even. Nothing stopped her from what she
wanted. She gave me to him to persuade him to change her.
Did he?
Her eyes popped open. No. He just took my hand and walked me out of the house. I
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heard her scream, but I didn t know she died until I heard Khamar talking about it the next
night.
The limo stopped, and Blane didn t wait for the chauffer. He opened the door, then put an
arm around her, helping her up to the room without speaking another word. There were too many
to speak. His mind was too full of questions, all about how she d been a child growing up in a
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