The contact of his skin against mine made me shiver in delight, his cold fingertips making my skin prickle instantly. I never knew a man could bring a woman down to her knees with just a simple touch, a simple action that would make her fall even deeper into the dark pit of love. He traced the scar that stretched across my waist, feeling every crinkle that had formed from the devious cut. I pushed myself to focus on the fact that I now knew who the crooked man was and that his motives led even further than to just a simple, ere obsession. His name wasn’t familiar to me, but even just a bit of information would surely help clear and put some puzzle pieces together.
“How?”
Elijah inquired, still staring at the ugliness that spread on my body. It was a simple question that only I knew the a
