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when you start to get your life back on track, when the demons are gone, another one surfaces. I’m graced once again with my inner thoughts talking to me as if I will listen and obey her every word. So tell me, Anna, what are you going to do now that he’s here? Now that he’s told you everything? “I don’t know what the hell I’m going to do,” I tell her rather rudely.
    Then I look around briefly. I couldn’t care less about the cream countertop or the long double sink vanity. It’s the giant tub directly behind me that catches my thoughts. It’s up against the wall, separating me from Dilan. Only, we’re not really separated. The outdoor-shutter-like partition is open. His eyes are glued to mine while he continues to talk quietly on the phone. This man has me tied up in knots. I hear him say, “Thank you,” and, “This is a safe place for all of us to stay, for now.” My mind is whirling. We’re staying here longer than tonight? Does that mean he’s staying in this room with me? How long? My entire body tightens thinking about sharing this space alone with him. I feel aroused. My throat is thick while my pussy instantly clenches tighter than any other part of my body. When he speaks into the phone, I all but shrivel up like a god darn grape turning into a raisin.
    Then I hear the single word, “War.” Dilan used that word several times when he was explaining his entire plan of bringing down the Carlos family for what they have done to him.
    This is war, Anna. War I tried to keep you safe from. War I tried to keep everyone I care about safe from. A war I intended on taking care of without involving any of you.
    Yeah, well, I have questions of my own. Ones that could start a war in here. I want to know what his feelings are for me. He’s apologized for the things he said. For the way he acted. He said he was drawn to me. Now that he’s explained his whereabouts for the past six months—the first few he lay low, recuperating, building back his strength; after he felt strong enough, he traveled a bit, putting his plan deeper in motion—Dilan needs to open up and tell me exactly what his plans are for my heart.

CHAPTER SIX
    DILAN
     
     
    I’m half listening to my uncle tell me how those involved will be staying here for a few nights, how plans have changed and we will meet in a conference room tomorrow at noon to derive a plan to get us all home safely.
    His home. He wants all of us there, under one roof. No safer place to be in my opinion. But I’m not going to his home. The minute we can leave here, I’m seeking my revenge. Unless something has changed. Christ. I should ask him what the hell is going on, but I’m not about to give Anna anything more to think about tonight.
    Hell is about to break lose. I know this, and yet I cannot take my eyes off of her, or my mind. The first word that pops into my mind when I think of Anna Drexler is lethal. And fuck if I don’t mean that in a damn good way.
    Her beauty and bravery make one hell of a lethal combination, and if she doesn’t stop holding my gaze, I may not be able to control what comes next. I’m hanging by the tips of my fingers now. Ready to let go, to fall off the edge with her. What scares me the most is, I have no god-blessed clue how or what to say. I want her so damn bad my chest aches.
    When she opened her door and I was greeted with a half-naked body, a body I have dreamed about touching for months, my dick instantly turned hard. She has me, if she still wants me. By the way she’s looking at me right now with questions in her eyes, I know telling her everything before was the hard part of the inevitable conversation we were destined to have. Letting her know how I feel about her will be easy. I’ve fallen for her. And yet, those feelings frighten me more than this war that will break out. How crazy is that shit? I’ve spent time locked away from this world, beaten, and none of it compares to what I feel right now. The last thing