I had to know him.
So when I woke up, I could curse him and hex him and make him feel a tenth of the despair he’d caused me. “Who...are you?” My ability of speech was waning. “Why are y-you doing this?”
Just before the clouds crept over me, just before the moonlight blotted out on the worst evening of my life, the man cuddled me close, stroked back my hair, and gave me the answer to the question I’d carried for weeks. “My name is Q Mercer, and I’m saving you from the life you were sold into from the QMB. I’ve been hunting the men who bought women and giving them back their life. You’re the last one.” He scooped me into his arms, my ballgown whispering over his arms. “You were the last, but now you’re found. No one is going to hurt you again. Je promets.”
No one will hurt me again? But you are...
This dark avenger who thought he’d rescued me had totally destroyed me.
This was the man who’d accessed my file at the police station.
This was the man hunting me not the Chinmoku.
This was the man I would hate for eternity.
My mind blanked out.
My body disappeared.
I remembered no more.
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