Chapter 156

She swallowed and took in his ideal skin—darker than hers. His tiny lips, barely open. The one ear that she ought to see peeking out from the blanket, so flawlessly shaped it looked as if it had been molded by way of the hand of God Himself.

“Zan,” she breathed. “His identify is Zan.” She wasn't certain where it came from. They hadn't talked about names. But something informed her—

A cold, tough click sounded proper subsequent to her ear and Amelia froze.

“Fucking idiot,” William muttered behind her.

Amelia would have turned to tell him exactly what she thought of him, and only in the most colorful of terms, however she was too busy staring down the barrel of the pistol Nathan held to her temple.

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Nathan wasn't smiling. He wasn't the cartoon villain who took pleasure in scaring others. He didn'tlook to experience whatever at all. He barely Looked human.

Amelia opened her mouth, however Nathan pressed the ba