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into my room like a scared animal, checking the corners to make sure it's safe. She's shivering, and I hate seeing her in this way. I wander over towards her and rub her back in a sweet gesture that’s almost alien to me.
    She finally cracks a half-smile at me, the tension flooding away from her shoulders. Then she walks over to the bed and sits down, the mattress creaking below her. She kicks off her boots, exposing her dainty little feet in a pair of pink socks. She has the body of a woman, yet some things, like the stuff she wears, really reveal how young she is.
    Only eighteen.
    "Why are you letting me stay here?" she asks. I finally look down into her eyes, seeing her doubt my real intentions.
    "You're a smart girl, figure it out," I growl in her direction, running a hand through my messy hair again. I’m contradicting myself with what I say and the way that I act, but I can’t get it together to sort myself out.
    Cherie remains quiet, not offering an answer. So I face her again, my eyes blazing with anger. "I know you're going to rat me out the moment I look away, but I know you need a favor, too. You can't just spend the night in your car, you'll freeze to death."
    "What makes you think I won't go to the police as soon as you let me go, whenever that is?" Her voice is challenging, her eyes boring into mine. "Got a solution for that?"
    "Yeah," I say. I walk up to her until she shrinks away from my presence, threatened by my imposing stance. "I just won't let you go."
    "I'm not your property!" She sounds shocked. Poor little thing, actually believing she could get away from me if she wanted to. So naïve. So young. She has so much to learn about the big, bad world.
    "Not yet," I say with a smirk.
    She looks mildly horrified at my words. I turn around to leave, but Cherie grabs my sleeve and pulls me closer before I can move away.
    "Maybe we can set up a trade," she says, smiling widely at me all of a sudden.
     I give her a questioning look, urging her to go on. She clears her throat and casts her eyes down, obviously embarrassed about her situation. "I'm in a bit of a bind, and I could use a helping hand. In return, I promise not to call the cops. And I won't ask any questions about...the murder. Deal?"
    Her eyes are hopeful, wide and sparkling. I hate disappointing her almost as much as I love teasing her. I chuckle, shaking my head.
    "What's so funny?" Cherie said, sounding offended.
    "You," I say. "You think I'm actually going to trade with you?"
    "Why wouldn't you?" She actually looks proud of her blackmailing. Adorable. "Either you help me, or I go to the cops."
    I step closer again. I dominate her with my body until she's shadowed by my overbearing presence. "What makes you think," I start, sliding a finger down her pretty face and coming to rest on that pouty mouth. "I take orders from anyone?"
    She gulps, but I'm not done just yet.
    "I don't trade, baby doll. I just take whatever the fuck I want."
    "But—"
    "But nothing." I grin at her and cut her off, a predatory gleam in my eyes. "And what makes you think you're leaving me, ever? Don't you know I'm a wanted criminal? I'll do whatever I want with you, sweet little Cherie. And I have plenty of things in mind…"

6
    Cherie
    I gulp as the threatening words leave Axel’s mouth. He’s walking, talking, breathing danger, and I should know better than to be turned on by him. Yet I can’t help the growing ache between my legs, the raw need to feel his lips against mine one more time.
    Clearing my throat, I turn away and start unpacking my backpack, just to get my mind off what he said. Luckily, I’d had enough time to grab it from my car before we got stuck in the alleyway.
    I pull out a spare shirt, toothpaste and a toothbrush, desperate to freshen up.
    “Mind if I use the bathroom?” I ask shyly, and Axel nods in the direction of the room. I get up quickly, trying to ignore the heavy thumping of my heart.
    Locking the door behind me, I lean against the