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the floor. Isaac is watching me from the door, a mischievous smile stretching his lips. His hair is still wet from the shower and... he’s completely naked. My eyes travel up from his thick, erect cock to his perfectly sculpted abs. I can’t breathe. I’m frozen in spot, my cup still on its way to my lips. His bruises and cuts have turned dark and purplish, but none of that takes away from his hotness. I know Raphael would only choose the best and force them to keep their bodies in perfect shape, but...
    “Good morning.” He steps into the kitchen, breaking through my hazy mind.
    “Um...” I finally put the cup on the counter, and meet his eyes, intent on not looking down again. “Why aren’t you dressed? Did I forget to mention I have a no naked people in my apartment policy?”
    His steps are confident as he makes his way toward me, then traces his finger across the counter. “You look tense. Maybe a little workout could help with that,” he says softly. The way his blue eyes look at me through those thick, long eyelashes makes me squirm.
    “I’m not a morning person.” I turn around and lean on the sink. God, why is he doing this?
    “That’s because your mornings haven’t been entertaining enough.” He places his arms around me, and I can feel him pressing himself against my ass. My eyes close for a moment, and I sigh as his hands roam up and down my body. We shouldn’t be doing this. I should tell him to stop... I should... He pushes his hips forward, and I gasp.
    “No,” I finally find my voice. “Let go of me.”
    “Why not?” he breathes into my ear. “No one has to know.”
    “Let go. Now,” I say more forcefully, and he pulls away from me. Taking a deep breath, I push myself off the sink, ignoring the heat spreading through my body, and turn to face him. “We’re not having sex, got it? Go get dressed.”
    The smile fades from his face, and his eyes are narrowed at me in confusion. Then he drops his gaze to the floor, and bites his bottom lip. When he looks up at me again, his face is serious.
    “If you’re worried your friend will find out, don’t be. She won’t. I won’t tell her,” he says. “You paid a fortune for me. I know that’s nothing for you, but...”
    I raise my finger to shush him. “I’m not interested.” And I’m totally glad I’m not Pinocchio right now, so I keep my face expressionless. “You’re wrong about me. What I told you is true. All I want is to help you. I know you think that people like me don’t care about that. I get it. You’ve been surrounded for way too long by people who didn’t give a damn about you, but only about their own pleasure, and I know it’s hard to trust someone. But I’m not going to have sex with you and you don’t owe me anything. Well, maybe there’s one thing you can do to repay me...”
    His head shoots up, and he gives me an expectant look.
    “You need to cut down on those pills.”
    He looks away. “Why do you care?”
    “Because I do. Those pills... They’re going to destroy you,”
    He grimaces. “It’s too late for that.”
    “No, it’s not. You have a chance to live a good life, far away from people who caused you so much pain. But first you have to free yourself from the last bit of their hold over you.”
    “Yeah, as if things were that easy.” He crosses his arms.
    “I know they’re not.” I open one of the drawers and take out a small box, offering it to him. He eyes me carefully, then takes the box. “One pill,” I say. “For today, so you can stop going through my stuff and trying to seduce me to get it.” He flinches, and I realize he’s been really trying to get me to give him the pills in exchange for sex.
    He immediately pops the pill into his mouth and swallows, his shoulders relaxing. Maybe I shouldn’t have done this, but he had way too many yesterday, and I can’t imagine what effect not having any today would have on him. My experience with those pills, probably the same or