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really. She could tell because of the reinforced door and the bars covering every window.
    “This is necessary?” she asked, waving at the barricade.
    “According to Master Navarro’s instructions,” Inigo said, inclining his head.
    “Is Master Navarro here?”
    “He’s in Florida at the moment, but we’ve communicated. I will see to your needs until Viper decides whether you’re safe to release.”
    Safe to release. Like she was a feral animal. She shivered, her hands gliding up and down the goose bumps on her arms. Suddenly afraid again, she asked, “Where is Moses?”
    “He’s holding his own conversation with the master now.”
    She narrowed her glance. “Should you be telling me so much?”
    Inigo’s thin smile stretched across his face. “I have no fear that things will end badly for you, my dear. I have a knack for sensing evil inside a person.”
    “This other me, you haven’t met her yet.”
    “Your souls are not divided, my dear.” He bent his head again, and then backed out the door.
    She heard the snick of a lock and glanced around again. She remembered what Viper had said about watching her with Moses, and looked for hints of cameras, but she didn’t find anything obvious.
    She wondered if they watched her now. If they could hear her.
    Was the feed from this bedroom being broadcast to the master as well? She almost smiled at the thought of being the star of her own reality show, something served up to an undead audience.
    But when she was voted off the island, then what?
    A shiver of foreboding shook her. Viper had been so cut-and-dry, so cold. She had no doubt that if he thought she was a threat to Moses, he’d kill her.
    She reached for the red stone dangling on its thin gold chain. Why hadn’t her aunt prepared her? Why had this curse bypassed her mother entirely? Did her mother even know? She didn’t think the flighty woman could possibly keep a secret this big for so damn long.
    Her Aunt Vespa had been first-born. Did this condition only happen once in a generation? Melanie was an only child. Perhaps that was the clue.
    She strode to the window and dashed aside the curtain. Sunlight gleamed through the glass, so bright it seared her eyes. Outside, a clear blue sky and the faint sounds of birds chirping seemed incongruous. Shouldn’t the sky be cloudy and dark? Where were the ominous portents? Surely today wasn’t going to be her last.
    But if it was, she was fiercely glad she’d spend the hours in Moses Brown’s company. He was so large and sturdy. Built like a god, or a gladiator at the very least. She’d always preferred big men. She’d probably always known she’d need a strong, capable man to withstand her.
    She remembered the wisps of the dream she’d just had. Remembered how he’d recovered from his shock, and then offered himself to feed her desire. So what if he’d only been trying to distract her while Viper snuck up on her. She didn’t think he feared her. Although, if he’d known what she’d been thinking, how desperately she’d wanted him…
    Melanie took a deep breath to slow the pulse beginning to thud against her temples. Already she could feel the hunger building again. The other her had been ravenous, and that hunger had now begun inside this Melanie.
    How she’d ached to ride his cock. Hungered for his strength. Unbidden, and again completely inappropriate given her current problems, arousal stirred deep inside.
    And the stirring wasn’t a dull, sweet ache. It bloomed into something fierce and painful. Moisture dampened her panties. She squeezed her thighs together and pressed a hand against her lower belly to ease the pain. Her blood thrummed in her ears.
    Aiming a glare around the room, at the hidden cameras and her watchers, she shouted, “Anytime now, guys!”
    Moses’s eyebrows shot up at Melanie’s snarling growl. They’d watched her from the security room in Navarro’s basement from the moment she’d entered the bedroom, monitoring her