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to have built an entire life I knew nothing about. Did I really think he would spend half a decade waiting for a woman who vanished without a

t of it close around m

hone silenced it instantly. Another gesture, and the rest of them filed out o

was just th

dden quiet, hating mysel

rried now like armor. He'd been beautiful before. He was something else entirely now. Something colder. Something that

no see. How have you been? I'm sorry. Five years was enough time to stop being angry, wasn't it? He had a Luna now. A new life

g to him now but a

," he said

flat. Commanding

red myself in front of him, the carpet rough agains

th the ease of a man who had never once in his life doubted he would be obeyed, "if

fro

understanding, underneath the cold dread pooling in

e's looking right at me and

o him. A body in a mask. Someone to be u

move. I

reached into his jacket and produced a thick fold of bills, peeling several free

promise you, you won't le

int, terrifying shade of blue, the surgeon's voice telling me soon, it has to be soon and somethin

get through it before he realizes who you

ore than the hundred small humiliations I had already swallowed to keep Milo alive, the extra shifts, the la

ngers didn't feel like the

e like I was something breakable and precious. My hand moved to the waistband beneath, and for one suspended second I let myself

rd to feel the cock in my hands before any disturbance wo

h and suck them till the juice dr

do anything for him and sucking his cock was something I coul

nd I avoided eye con

hand closed around my wrist lik

ooke

g in my face that five years apparently hadn't managed to erase after all. The air between us went thin and sharp, and I

anged completely, quieter now, and so much worse for it