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I held it.
His weight snatched it out of my hands.
His stare caught mine one last time, full of lust, despair, and blistering connection.
And then...
...he was gone.
BOOK TWO
PROLOGUE
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WHO WOULD HAVE GUESSED that the victim could become the villain?
That one choice could derail not just one life but two. And not just derail but cause a catastrophic annihilation—an annihilation neither party could survive.
All I wanted was to go home.
I’d fought for that. Schemed for that.
And when I’d finally earned it...I had to make the hardest choice imaginable.
I was the reason he fell off that cliff.
He was the reason I turned my back on my freedom.
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CHAPTER ONE
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SOMEONE, ONCE UPON A time, said life flashed before the eyes of a person about to die.
I had news for that guy.
It didn’t.
My life never flashed before my eyes when I’d been denied oxygen in some sick sex game. It never flashed when I’d been beaten into unconsciousness by Storymaker.
And it didn’t flash with my fondest moments as I lost my footing and fell off the cliff.
Maybe it was because Ihadno fond memories.
Perhaps I’d spent too long erasing my life that it honored my wishes to remain forgotten in my final seconds.
Or maybe...maybe, I was never meant to have a life at all.
Death had shadowed me since I was born.
It’d been the reason I had no childhood, why I’d been a slave, and why, when I’d finally found someone who had the power to affect me, I was about to die.
The Grim Reaper had finally found me.
Down.
