Chapter 94 When Vengance Wears His Face
- "Theo, please," she begged, her voice a broken whisper, "you're wrong, you have to believe me."
- I watched her, my expression flat. "Strip," I said, my voice low and hard.
- Her eyes widened, fear now a stark, undeniable presence. "No," she choked out, shaking her head. "Please, Theo, don't do this."