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"Good. You're finally awake"

I should have screamed, afraid as I was, but I just froze. He had been sitting in the room: he had been watching me panic.

After a few moments, my voice trembled, "Who are you?" No response. "Where am I?" My words and voice seemed to be on soe sort of delay, almost sluggish.

Silence. The creak of a chair. Footsteps. My heart hammering in my chest.

"I am your master." A cold hand pressed against my sweat-slick forehead. "You are where I want you to be."

"Do I know you?" My voice was raw, stripped of anything but my emotion.

"Not yet."

What is the price of redemption?

Rescued from sexual slavery by a mysterious Pakistani officer, Caleb carries the weight of a debt that must be paid in blood.

The road has been long and fraught with uncertainty, but for Caleb and Livvie, it's all coming to an end.

Can he surrender the woman he loves for the sake of vengeance?

Or will he make the ultimate sacrifice?

I'm writing this because you begged. You know how I love the begging. In fact, you probably know too many things and them far too well.

Who am I?

Well, that's what I'm trying to figure out. I was a whore in my youth, a killer since my adolescence, and a monster as a man. I am the man who kidnapped Livvie. I am the man who held her  in the dark room for weeks. But, most importantly, I am the man she loves.

She loves me. It's quit sick, isn't it?

Of course, there's more to our story than can be surmised in a few short sentences, but I'm at a loss for justifying my behavior back then.I assume if you're reading this, I don't need to make those justifications. You've already made your own.

You're areading this baceuse you want to know the rest of the story. You want to know what happened that warm summer night in September of 2010, the night I met Livvie at The Paseo. It was the night my life changed all over again.

It didn't happen exactly as Livvie said. She's been very kind to me in the retelling of our story. The truth is far more... complicated.

Um romance complicado pra ler... O "herói" está mais para vilão do que para qualquer outra coisa. E acho estranho alguém se apaixonar por alguém que te sequestrou, abusou e treinou  para ser vendida como escrava sexual, para ser usada em uma vingança. O começo do primeiro livro eu não gostei (o "treinamento" ao qual a personagem era forçada), mas a curiosidade foi maior e tive que ler os outros dois livros. Prendem a atenção!!