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Chapter Twenty-EIGHT.

MAEVE HAWTHORN.

Raw fear rushed through me and I couldn’t believe what I’d just heard him say. My stomach was still clenched tight and my breathing paced as I looked up at him with a tear filled gaze.

“Wh— what do you mean?” I asked doing everything in my power to push down the lump that had already formed at the back of my throat but nothing I did worked.

It remained stuck there, making it difficult for me to breathe and it felt as though the room was closing up on me.

What kind of sick mind does he have?

I awaited a response from him but all I got was a maniacal smirk that sent chills running down my spine, making it so difficult for me to control my bladder that it felt as though I was going to piss myself anytime soon.

My teeth clattered as Enzo closed the gap between us, his smile getting even wider and the chills got even colder when he placed his palm on my shoulder.

“You’ve always wanted to do this, haven’t you?” He asked and I forced myself to swallow as I let out a silent wh
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