Chapter 13 Nowhere Left to Run

MAEVE

A game. What kind of game can a monster like him play?

My knees gave way beneath me, and I fell to the floor. "I'm sorry, Damiano. I don't want to play any game," I begged him.

He only looked at me with a dangerous smirk. His eyes stayed fixed on mine, and the expression on his face made...

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