Chapter 63 The Prettiest Collar

• [CAMI]
• I didn’t think the villa could feel more like a mausoleum than it already did, but today it’s worse. It feels like a funeral is happening—except no one’s going to be buried. At least not yet.
• I don’t dare go looking for Zeke. Even after how things ended with us last night—especially after how things ended. He gave me the gun he promised, and I held it to his forehead. He knew I wouldn’t pull the trigger. It was sexy to him—wasn’t that exactly what I was trying to be? And then when he started to become drowsy, I asked him a very stupid question. I didn’t expect an answer, but I also felt disappointed because I didn’t get one.