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hurriedly opening the door. Abruptly she was pushed inside the car. Her head hit the passenger side door hard as hands pulled at her skirt.
    “No. Stop. Stop!”
    “Shut up. We’re going to have a little fun, darling.”
    Arienne tried to move. She tried to kick at him. Trying to turn over so she could fight her attacker, she was held immobile and her face was smashed against the side of the door. The console dug into her ribs. She screamed when her panties ripped and then a blow to the head made her taste blood. She sobbed. Her legs were pinned. She couldn’t fight him. She was helpless, so she closed her eyes and waited for it to be over.
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    “Thank you, Morpheus.”
    “Is there anything else I can do for you?” the blue-haired imp asked.
    “No. That will be it.”
    The God of Dreams disappeared leaving Triton alone in Arienne’s bedroom. He stood over her watching as she tossed and turned. A slash of lightning illuminated the bedroom showing her tangled in red sheets. The white and red heart decorated comforter lay folded at the foot of her bed.
    Back and forth, she turned in the bed, whimpering. Another flash of lightning lit up the room, and Triton’s eyes fell to her chest. He couldn’t help his eyes as he noted the rise and fall of her breasts. It isn’t supposed to be like this. The girl was supposed to be like Athena. She wasn’t supposed to be the scared girl caught in the grips of a terrifying nightmare lying before him.
    Triton didn’t like the feeling creeping up his spine. Guilt. For invading her privacy and reading the notes her doctor made and using the information to attack her mentally. He tried to shake the thoughts away. Arienne was his nemesis. He couldn’t forget that, but for tonight he didn’t have it in him to cause her any more pain.
    He walked closer to Arienne as another strike of lightning revealed tears running down her cheeks. You’re a bastard. A real one. He knew that, but it couldn’t be helped. Triton placed his hands on the bed and leaned down over Arienne. Pressing his lips to hers, a smidge of magic flowed into her body. She stopped tossing and turning immediately. As she lay still, he kissed her full on the mouth again, and when her eyes opened, he disappeared.
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    Arienne came awake with a gasp. Sweat trickled down her forehead. Her heart was like a cheetah running, and her eyes were wet.
    “I must’ve been crying in my sleep.”
    She could’ve sworn someone kissed her as she lay trapped in the midst of her real life nightmare, but that was crazy. No one was here but her. Shaking her head, she turned on the bedside lamp. She hadn’t dreamed about her rape in years, so why was she suddenly reliving the worst thing that had ever happened to her?
    Two weeks from graduating and turning eighteen, she’d been attacked. When her rapist had finished violating her body she’d lain in her car crying. Her mind had raced with fears of an unwanted pregnancy. Of disease. She still didn’t know where she’d found the strength to dry her tears and drive home. Sitting in a tub of nearly scalding water she’d scrubbed compulsively and decided to tell no one. And although two weeks later, her powers had manifested, that was much too late. How she wished that things had been different. That she had been able to protect herself from the monster who’d taken her innocence. Instead, silent suffering had become her new way of life.
    For almost four years she’d held the terrible secret inside, and then on her twenty-second birthday something snapped and she knew she couldn’t keep the secret anymore. Telling her father had relieved the burden. Raymond had held her as she cried, and then he’d called R.A.I.N.N. to get her the help she needed.
    It had been a long road. Trying to convince herself she wasn’t to blame hadn’t been easy. Being touched by anyone besides her father had left her feeling dirty and fearful, but R.A.I.N.N. had changed all that. When she looked back