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And as I dreamed, his face changed into a mask, a killer, my ending.
Elaina

But he was still too nice, too easy. It was like, once he came back, everything was rainbows and butterflies, and I didn't want that. Not anymore.

Elaina about Michael

"You're mine, you know that, right?"
“Only if you're mine too."
He hauled me to him and kissed the ever loving hell out of me.

Elaina and Michael

He leaned up and the kiss he gave me was sinful. He slipped his tongue into my mouth and tore my soul out with it.

Elaina- I wondered if danger was just what I was looking for. And for the first time in months, a genuine smile crossed my lips, excitement bubbling to the surface.

"Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god! This is like a masquerade from the movies! I can't believe you did this!"
I nudged her, excitement spilling over in both of us. "We did this. You're just as much a part of this as I was."
“True." She laughed, impishly. "Now, we just have to find both of us a hunky masked man to unravel us in one of the rooms upstairs!"

Gemma & Elaina

He left not long after the high faded, disappearing like a ghost at dawn. It was the best fucking way I'd ever woken up, and the worst kind of silence to follow. I wasn't sure when, or if, I'd see him again. That was definitely the problem because I was starting to think I wanted to.

Elaina about the Masked Man

We crashed together, lips, teeth, tongue. Distracting her, I brought my hands over her head and slowly untied the ropes. They were slowly unraveling when feet kicked me back on my ass and suddenly a vicious little minx was in my lap, dagger held between her tied hands.

Elaina with the Masked Man

She was a siren, her dark side calling to mine in the most chaotic symphony that somehow worked. She leaped from near-death to my total ruin.

Masked Man looks at Elaina

Elaina- Now, here I was, back with Gemma, a bloody painting of a dead crow somewhere in the gallery and a masked asshole I needed to find and maim.

Instead of rising to the bait, I asked, "and since when is my sex life under your jurisdiction?"
Standing, he walked right back to me and lifted my chin with his fingers, so our eyes locked.
“Everything about you is my jurisdiction." His fingers traced my cheek bones and eyebrows. "You're fucking gorgeous and strong as hell. How could I not be obsessed?"

Elaina and Aaron

Last night bitch slapped me in the face. A torrential downpour of pleasure crashed through my mind and I gasped, sitting up.

Elaina recovers after being drugged

Everything was discombobulated as I swam my way through the muddled waters in my brain. 🧠
Elaina

Rage like nothing I'd experienced to date rose like a dragon writhing in my chest trying to claw its way out.
Unknown

“Until next time, muse." With that, something sharp and thick was jabbed into the side of my neck. My hands reached up to pull it out, but he was too quick pulling it back and capping it. He was holding an empty syringe.
“Oh… the fuck?" I slurred, the drug fast acting. The room grew fuzzy, and vertigo came like a bitch.
The last thing I knew was my body slumping into his arms.

He drugged her

His hand came around to choke me again, holding me to him as our kisses turned more demanding. He tasted like sin and danger, and I didn't know what the fuck was wrong with me, but I hadn't felt so alive in the longest time.
Elaina

There was something familiar about this sinful stranger. Something I couldn't put my finger on. I knew without a doubt he was cloaked in dark danger. However, for reasons unknown, I felt a strange sense of safety.
Elaina

“…I'm going to fuck you in ways you've never known. Own your body until it's broken and trembling beneath me as I slake my lust on you. You gave yourself to me when you took my gift. Now, where to start, my Muse."

Intruder to Elaina

"I've been watching you, you know. I know you liked my presents. Saw you devour them." I felt the lips beneath the mask caressing my neck, moving down toward my shoulder.

Elaina trapped in a room with a mystery man

It wasn't fair. He was shirtless and gorgeous and looked like my old Michael. But this one was different.

Elaina with Michael in her studio the morning after

Ignoring my smock and the fact that I'd just showered, I picked up my brush and dipped it into the blood surrounding the cock.
Crafting an image of men drinking in a gentlemen's club, I highlighted on a tumbler of amber liquid with a mutilated cock resting in it.
Most of the image was his blood. His sins and my reward.

Elaina’s gift inspired her to paint again

Elaina received another gift box 🎁
She doesn’t know who they’re coming from or how they’re getting there

It was a broken heart and a blessing all at once. Now, there was nothing left that I felt tied me to a dead past.
Reaching up, I traced the scar on my cheek.
No. What's left was mine. Anything else would bleed just like I did.

Elaina thinks about her night with Michael
Is she going to kill him?

Walking on shaky legs to the bathroom, I catalogued the new bruises left by Michael's hands. Hands that once had been so gentle and caring. Where had he gone tonight?
Elaina

What came over Michael?
It’s like he’s a different person.
Hmmmmmmmm

Bending over, he licked my mouth. "You're crying baby. Fuck. It was heavenly for me too. You're amazing."
As amazing as a blowup doll.
How could I have gotten it so wrong? The chemistry was fire. The sex?
Gently sitting up, I grimaced, my vagina feeling like it was pummeled to death by an imbecile.

Elaina and Michael

Michael shows up at Elaina’s house.

Are Michael and the killer the same person?

Aaron tells Elaina that the killer is alive and Mercedes is dead.

Elaina hires her first gallery employee
Gemma

It came to me then. I wanted a den of sin. One that only opened at night by invites only.

Elaina decides what to do with her new studio