I’d fallen in love with a monster and thrived.
But it scared me what I might say, that I might give something away that I’d much rather keep to myself.I moan in my sleep? I asked Daniels, since Max had already fallen back to sleep, snoring softly. Do I say anything?
Sometimes. Usually it’s just names, but other times … He trailed off.He let out a deep breath. Sometimes you say, ‘No, stop. Please. Stop.’ He paused and licked his lips. That didn’t start until after you’d been in the quarantine for a while.I understood his hesitation about telling me. I may have volunteered for their experiments at the quarantine, but once they’d started cutting me open while I was still conscious, I’d begged them to stop. I’d pleaded with them while sobbing.
Daniels usually left before that. He’d never actually been present for a surgery, although he was the one who did my aftercare – cleaning my wounds, making sure I ate and drank, giving me IVs when I refused.Once, after they’d removed my appendix, the pain had been excruciating. I didn’t think I would survive it. I’d lain curled up on my side, holding my stomach. The pain was so intense, I’d begun vomiting, which only made matters worse.
Oh, Jesus, Remy. Daniels had rushed over to me. He knelt down on the cot as I dry-heaved over the edge. You’re going to rip your stitches.
I don’t care, I said with tears streaming down my cheeks. I hope I do. I hope I die.I ground my teeth. How do you explain me staying in one of the most expensive hotels in Rome? I rolled my eyes. Did you even look at the check-in registry? Quincy Mercer—my fiancé—will be on the registration.
Sergio placed his wrists on the table, linking his fingers together in a threatening display. See, that’s where your little story falls apart. A man named Joseph Roy checked in with no extra guest into the suite earlier this evening.The breath in my lungs clogged, but then cleared in a rush. Of course Q wouldn’t travel under his real name. Not now. Not with men hunting him.
I winced as a spike to the heart caught me by surprise. It didn’t matter what precautions he’d taken—he’d still be stolen.Stay alive. Please stay alive.