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wondering if this was really happening. “You framed me –”
    “I swear it wasn't me…”
    He quickly wrapped a hand around my throat in warning. “You’re done talking,” he sneered. It was more a statement than a question. I looked away, the intensity of his stare burning through me. “Eyes on me.” He refused to make this easy for me. “I have a score to settle and it directly involves you and only you.”
    I felt his thumb rub my neck softly, but he dropped his hand as quickly as it happened leaving me wondering if it really did.
    “You won’t make a move without my knowing. Any time you eat, drink, or breathe I will know.” I stared at him as if he’d grown t wo heads. “Every moment is mine – your thoughts, your hopes, your dreams are all mine. I will always know where you are and what you are doing. You are mine …at least for the next year,” he smirked.
    “Who do you think you are?” I asked, my anger overriding my fear. Of everything he could have done, I never expected this. It sounded like slavery. I still didn’t understand why he didn’t kill me and get it over with. He’s been playing this cat and mouse game for years.
    “I am the guy whose freedom you stole.” The clipped tone of his voice cut into my nerves. I could tell from the tick in jaw that he was losing control. “For an entire year, my free will was taken from me and you will feel how I felt.”
    I still didn’t understand what he was asking for and what purpose he would need to take away my freedom. He wanted control, that much was apparent, but he wanted something else too. I could see it in the burning heat in his eyes.
    “What do you want?” I swallowed back the fear and ignored the dread settling in the pit of my stomach.
    “You and I both know what it is that I want.” I shook my head in denial, though I was starting to have a clue. I had nothing else that he could possibly want but the look in his eyes was unmistakable.
    He stepped closer and placed his forearms on either side of my head, resting them on the hood of his car. My back was pressed against the door and I was caged in by his hard body and drowning in the cool smell of his body wash. His tall body blocked everything beyond him from my view so I could see nothing but his broad chest.
    “I want the one thing that is keeping you so fucking innocent. I’ve wanted it for a long time, Monroe, and you are going to give it to me.”
    “And if I refuse?” I looked up into his eyes that were almost black with lust. He didn’t really expect to…did he? His smile was sinister and completely without humor. My heart began hammering against my chest and my stomach twisted up in a tight ball of tension.
    “Submit to me…or your aunt will disappear just like your parents did.”
     
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    He’d do it. I knew he would. I didn't know how, but I knew. A shiver ran through me as I entered the school in a daze. I thought of Keiran as a bully—nothing more, nothing less. But now I knew there was something far darker below the surface that had been waiting to come out.
    And I was the dumb twit who released it.
    He never actually said he would kill her. But what else could he mean? He would kill my aunt if I didn't give him what he wanted. I thought back to our conversation on the way to school.
    “Why are you doing this?” I forced the question out. Did I really want to know?
    “What would stop you from framing me again, this time putting me away for life? I hate you but you know that already and I don't trust you so I need to keep an eye on you.” I closed my eyes against the confession that he hated me. Yes, I did know but hearing him say it was more painful.
    “You could just leave me alone,” I suggested.
    He looked amused as he said, “That’s not going to happen. You have something I still want.”
    I walked down the hallway in silence, unsure of what to do next. Keiran was out of my league and too big of an enemy for me to fight and win. I thought