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SLAM!

A goddamn tank crashes into my side.

No, not a tank.

A vampire.

A bulky figure made of shadows and solid muscle, carrying the scent of sweetness. It’s lilies or even azaleas. It’s something unlike what grows naturally near the ocean, yet it seems to belong at the same time.

It’s entirely too distracting.

And it pisses me off.

“Let mego,you fucking asshole.” I smack his arm—their arm? Her arm? I have no idea because I can’t see from this angle—and kick with all my might. “The king won’t like this.”

The figure stiffens. It’s then I realize we’re not in that weird heavily draped hallway anymore.

We’re in a dungeon.

With the dirt.

And therats.

The figure pins me to a wall. Cool stone slaps the back of my neck and forces a squeak from me. He must be ahe. Surely, he’s ahe. With all that muscle, that strength, that absolutely ridiculous chest practically made of metal. His hands are practically the size of my head.

“What are you doing snooping around down here?”

Oh, it’s Donnie. Or Dick.Or Dagwood.

I scoff. “What are you? My mother?”

He squeezes me harder. Blood halts where his fingers dig into my skin. It hurts so much that it makes me hiss—but I try not to let him hear it.

Until his nails grow and puncture my skin. “Ouch, you fuckingdick!”

“Tell me what you’re doing down here or I’ll snap your neck.”

“Trying to get some air, jackass.”Trying to get away from you.

“It’s a dungeon. There isn’t any air down here.”

I roll my eyes. “Yet you planted me down here, didn’t you, Damon? You slammed right into me like you own the place.”

“My name is Darius. And Idoown the place. Or did you forget that the Rodin name is on the front of the manor?”

“Doesn’t mean you have to stomp around trying to claim every inch of it.”

He growls. “Woman, I have had it up toherewith this snotty attitude of yours.”

“You think it’s been a walk in the park with you? You don’t have any manners, no consideration whatsoever.”

“I have plenty of consideration.”

I snort with disbelief. “Prove it.”

“I took care of your sister.”

“I thought your brother did that.”


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