Bryce's POV
"Crystal?" I call again as I look at her from head to toe. She looks really good and I feel the excitement washing through me.
As she stares at me with mouth agape, I wonder if she is the Crystal I know from the clubhouse or someone else. I haven't seen her face ever since the night I remove the mask myself while she was sleeping.
Are these people two different persons?
"Crystal, what are you doing here?" I ask her, waiting for a sign to know she is the one.
"That's none of your business", she snaps at me. A smile graced my lips. It is apparent she is the Crystal I know from the whorehouse and I wonder what she is doing here.
Is she out of the whorehouse? Has she regained her freedom or did she escape?
Sudden guilt fills me up. I didn't make any attempt t
