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Chapter 1

Britta

My ass was in the air, hands on the ground for balance

I could feel the stares, eyes focused ons—and let’s be honest—halfto help but seeawk

Shit

“Come on you piece of—”

“Well, well, well if it isn’t a damsel in distress”

I froze, heart pounding, rate

Fuck no

It couldn’t be Anxiously biting the inside of nore the familiar voice from behind

Life was being a right bitch if she thought it was fun havinghim arrive at that very moment

Attele the shoe some more, I onlywas going to loosen the fucker,to undo the clasp

“I remember that ass very well indeed,” the voice continued, and my face flushed with a mix of emotions Some part love, but mostly humiliation with a healthy dose of murderous intent

If I could only get this dae it in his eye, and I most certainly don’t mean the eye on his face The bastard deserved a little punishment, and I knew just how to do it

A pair of polished black shoes came to a stop in front of me, and I clenched my teeth hard, so hard they felt like they’d snap Just another thing I could blath of his body

Still tall

Still handsome

Still, with the sarin he’d always had

Roman

“Relax, Britta,” he said, bending down so ere level “Let me help”

I hadn’t a chance to answer before his hands had already ainst my skin I shivered, and I don’t think I hid it well I loathed that he still had that effect on me And worse still, he knew he had that effect on me

Role and with a sharp pull, my heel was set free froo, his hands affectionately slid upme once more of e used to have

“You’ve changed your hair,” he said, atte to distract me It worked My hand went to touch my tresses It was now a lot shorter than what Roed, back to , but me

“Out with the old,” I said Clearing my throat, I was deter away from his touch

“So” he said, eyes alight “How are you?” Roman slid his hands into his pockets and watched closely, observing any move I made

“Good,” I stah I didn’t knohy Roman made me nervous and I couldn’t control it “You?”