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I lie in bed, enjoying the morning.

Lucy is out of the room, leaving me in silence. I've been enjoying the peace before everything erupts into that craziness that will be escaping this place. Quite honestly, I'm not putting my faith in this working. I don't trust Kyser all that much, even if he has been getting on my good side for whatever reason, and who knows if Sinful will be reliable. Especially convincing immortals to help.

A knock rapts on my door, making me flinch. Without me calling out, the door opens, and Kyser waltzes right in, a book tucked under his arm. He's dressed completely head to toe in white, matching those milky eyes of his.

"I bear gifts," he announces, as I pull myself up in bed, leaning back against my headboard. Thankfully, I decided to sleep in a night gown last night, and not completely bare.

No way would I be able to look him in the eye again.

"I'm hoping it's the key to get out of this place," I say airily, although I already know there's more to it than that. Kyser grins, shaking his head at me, sitting down beside me in the bed. He smells like citrus this morning, as if he has been wandering through an orchard. Although he can't leave here, like me, who knows what he gets up to in his spare time.

"Not quite," he says, holding up the book so the cover faces me. On it, is the name Sinful in bright golden letters surrounded by dark tinted italic pattern swirling around like magic. It looks similar in configuration to mind. "It's a book, on your mate."

I echo my thoughts, curious about getting my hands on it. "So, basically the same premise of mine? Isn't this like some kind privacy breach?"

Kyser shrugs his shoulders. As if he cares.

"It's up to you," he comments.

I watch as he slides the book onto my side table, face up. Staring at it, I note and scold my itching fingers, which beg to reach out and touch it, to flick through and reveal all the secrets I'm desperate to find out about him. But that would be invading his privacy. And what if I find out something about him that will change the way I look at him forever? There's no way I can go back from that.

"Why bring me this?" I question. Kyser isn't the kind of person who does things out of the kindness of their heart. No immortal is. Either. This means he's wanting to stir up some drama between us, or he is getting something more important out of it. Either way, I don't trust it.

"I thought you might like to read up on the man who will chase you to the ends of the earth to be with you when you get down there. No matter what you do," Kyser says.

Tempting.

I pull my covers up a little farther, hoping he can't see my bare legs under my irritatingly short night dress. For a moment, I see his eyes wander down, but it's only for a second. I'm doubtful he is attracted to me in anyway. Maybe he's accepted he won't find love up here, like I did.

"You know you never tell me much about your job with the Moon," I say, digging out a topic that has been dwelling in the back of mind for a while, mainly to divert his attention back to me. "Have you met him? I mean, I know it's hard to determine who he is, or if he is even a he.But you must have some kind of relationship with the Moon, right?"

"You don't just get to meet him. I get instructions and I follow them, that's how it's been forever," Kyser explains, although he looks apprehensive about talking to me about this.

"Why did he choose you for that job?"

"Because I'm just as demented as he is," he breathes, getting to his feet. "Farewell."

I stare at his back as he walks away, wondering what that interaction meant. Maybe I'm looking too much into it, but I swear I saw a look of sadness in Kyser's eyes, which is a complete contrast to the typical amused and usually taunting look. Working for the Moon must be draining, but if anyone can handle it, it's Kyser.

And plus, I have my own problems to deal with right now. Mainly, the book sitting beside me, daring me to cast it a glance.

I stare at the book. I shouldn't.

But at the same time, maybe Kyser is right. Maybe I need to gear myself up for what will happen down in the mortal realm. I'm admittedly nervous about being near him with no boundaries to keep me safe. He won't hurt me, but the emotions I am bound to feel makes me anxious. What if I fall into his trap and he ends up hurting me like he surely has done with other girls before?

Reaching out, I pull the book into my lap, flipping it open right at the middle. Knowledge is power, and in order to be stronger than him, I need to prepare myself. And if my memory serves me right, he has read the book about me, too.

Looking through a few paragraphs, I indulge myself in some of his back story. A lot is in relation to him being a Sin, and his relationship with his siblings.

As interesting as it is, I want the details no one knows.

Flipping through the book some more, all I see is some background on his abilities, and how much of it he is able to use at one time. He has a lot of miscellaneous abilities, but that isn't what I'm most interested in. I could just ask him that, and he would tell me. As dirty as it is, I want to find out his darkest secrets that I can have stored away for when I need them most.

Wow, that sounds so much more messed up than I thought it would.

A picture stops my frantic flicking. It's a picture of Sinful with a girl at his arm. She's beautiful, her hair stark white, her eyes a purple tinted colour, kind of like Sinful's, but darker. I've never seen her before, but just the sight of her and her perfect complexion next to Sinful has an uncomfortable twinge in my stomach accelerating.

Am I jealous? No, I've never been truly jealous, and I'm not about to be after all these years just by looking at a one-hundred-year-old photo.

I look at the blurb next to the photo, scanning for information about their relationship. Turns out, they were together, for a time, before she died only five years after they came together. My heart falls into my stomach. I'm foolish being jealous of him, when he lost this girl he surely loved. I make a mental not to ask him about it, to see if it was real.

Flipping over a few more pages, I suddenly see a picture I wasn't expecting. It's Sinful, shirtless, from however many years ago. His pants hang low around his hips, his stunning physic being shown off with no holds barred. It's a shock, seeing him so exposed when usually I see him dressed immaculately from head to toe. He's usually modest, so seeing him with a slight sheen of sweat is...jarring.

Staring at it, I feel my stomach twisting, a streak of desire reaching my mind section. I've always known Sinful was good looking...but this?

It's making me feel a way I haven't before. A way I have to act upon.

With my subconsciousness controlling my every movement, my hand follows the line of my stomach down, to the line of my dress. Wetness pools at my centre, the rational side of my mind completely dried up, replaced with thoughts about my mate, and the way he looks in this picture right in front of me.

My hand slides my dress up my hips, enjoying the feeling of the silk against my inflamed skin. Everything is so sensitive. Especially when I allow my hand to touch myself, right where my body is begging me to. It's a feeling that seems to immediately answer what my body was begging for.

I would hate to know what Sinful would think of this.

The more I allow my hands to explore myself, the more I realise how desperately I want him. My thoughts may be foggy, but I can just imagine Sinful leaning over me, or with his head between my legs. This is what he does for me.

Suddenly, the door opens, and I pull my hand quickly out from under my dress. It's too late though, as Kyser emerges through the door, not even giving me ten minutes alone.

My cheeks bloom with heat, as he grins at me.

"Sorry to interrupt you," Kyser murmurs. "But your mates here. And he brought a few immortals."

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