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not accept. “Witch.”
    Sin fell back as though he had struck her physically. Turning on her heels, she raced through the doorway. Blinded by her tears, she fled. But within, she knew she had nowhere to go. Devon owned her as completely as the first day he’d said the words aloud. Her body had been claimed and discarded, her heart snatched and crushed.

Chapter 5
     
    For the rest of the day, Sin alternated between pitiful crying and self-righteous cursing. It had taken three older men, mature enough to have daughters her age, to unlock the spirit within her. Kyle, with his easygoing camaraderie, had so easily baited with her sweet smiles and laughter. She had been hooked by Timber’s direct, honest outbursts that had left her speechless many times. Devon’s dark, consuming masculinity had drawn her in and secured her submission. She’d been as helpless as a fish caught in a net from the very beginning. Falling in love with them had been inevitable. Now she would be forced to return to her mundane existence, to the feeble fumbling of inexperienced guys her age who knew so little about life and pleasure, who knew nothing of her. A healthy portion of her anger had been directed at her all-knowing twin. Vice had promised exquisite passion and life-altering desire, but he had not mentioned this pain that was tearing her in two. Damn Vice. Damn her for being a naïve fool. And damn these men who still made her mouth and pussy drool while they cruelly ripped her heart out of her chest.
    It was later that night when Kyle came to deliver her eviction, as though the first one hadn’t been harassing enough. Sin turned to Kyle desperately. “You cannae just stand there and tell me tae leave. I willnae accept yon money like a common tramp.” She threw the envelope containing the stack of bills, enough for a cab and airfare to Scotland, he’d come to deliver back at him. “Stand up tae Devon. Fight him, dammit. Fight for him, with him. Do something, anything except allow him tae continue living this hell.”
    “What would you have me do, Sin? All he asked for was privacy. Was that too much? What the hell were you doing in his bedroom anyway?”
    “He wasnae supposed tae be there, dammit.” Her voice lowered. “I go there when everyone leaves me during the day. It’s where I feel closer tae Devon, tae ye and Timber.”
    “Oh, Sin.” Kyle grabbed her and hugged her tightly. His arms were bands of steel and welcoming comfort. “I had no idea you were lonely. Not one of us had enough sense. We kept you like a prisoner, didn’t we?”
    Sin shook her head. His shirt was crumpled and damp with her tears. “I doonae mind. That bedroom is the only place I ever felt like I fitted, where I could be myself without fear of being condemned.”
    “I know, baby.” He stroked her hair soothingly. “I shouldn’t have snapped at you. I’m sorry for making you lose your temper, even if I do find that accent of yours mighty sexy.”
    Her life and dreams had been shattered to inconspicuous pieces. She wanted to scream, rant, and plea for them not to cast her away. And here he was making her want to smile again. Damn you, Kyle . She had to be rational. There was too much at stake. In a calmer manner, she inquired, “Do you really want me to leave?”
    Sin felt his quick inhale clearly with her head pressed against his chest. “Hell no. I can’t even image a life without you now.” Slowly, his hold on her body tightened until she could barely breathe. “If it were up to me, I would tuck you right here.” His chin pressed down, sealing his hold on her. “And keep you here for all eternity.”
    Through the haze of pain, a small ray of hope ignited within her. “Then help me.” She looked up into his face. His brown eyes were soft, melting swirls of chocolate. “Help me help Devon. There has to be a way to make him trust me.”
    “Trust?” His chest rumbled on a chuckle, but there was no amusement in his gaze. “Devon trusts no

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