But it turns out he wanted so much more.
Stepbrother nightmare. That’s Jaxen Ambrose.
He’s beautifully vicious, lethal, the villain, and I’m nothing but the plaything that gives him his high.
He says I must pay for my sins. I do that or he’ll end me. He’s got it in his sick mind I’ve done something to him. That I’ve taken something from him but I’m no thief.
The only thief is him. My enemy, my obsession. He involved me in his wicked game without me even knowing. Before he was cruel, he was kind, a stranger who’d been gentle and sweet. I even believed him capable of love.
Only, that love turned out to be what I should fear most, his wickedest play of all. It’s true that his cruelty could break me.
But his love could destroy me.