Saint: A Dark Stalker Romance by Eva Simmons

Author:Eva Simmons [Simmons, Eva]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: anonymous
Published: 2024-07-26T00:00:00+00:00

24

The Seventh Cut

Violet

Slowly, I drop to my knees in front of Saint.

The tile is cold and unforgiving. And it hurts worse where I cut my knee when I fell in the forest. But I’ve already stripped naked, and I’ve allowed him to lock me in here, so there’s no use pretending I don’t want this.

Just like I can’t deny that the first time I ever got excited was watching a masked man hunt a girl in the movie theater. Saint might be forcing me to face these realities I’ve buried, but he isn’t the one who planted them there. He shines light on secrets I’ve been running from.

Truths I submit to at this moment.

The single bulb that lights the room is shielded by Saint towering over me. His dark expression nearly glimmers with amusement at my obedience.

“Very good, kitten.” He reaches out, grazing my jaw with his thumb. “Someone is curious.”

I am. I want answers—to his fraternity and to him. I want to test my limits and see if I’m strong enough to come out the other side of this.

“What does my being naked have to do with Sigma Sin?”

“Everything.” Stepping back, he reaches for the hem of his T-shirt and strips it off, revealing the hard cut of his chest to me.

He’s solid muscle, and my gaze roams the deep grooves that lead down to his jeans.

The one time I tried to take his shirt off him, he stopped me, and now I know why. On his pec, beneath one collarbone, are seven claw marks. Six are healed scars, but the seventh cut is fresh, red, and angry. The ripped skin is still healing, and from the look of it, it must have happened in the last week.

“I told you this room is a place for judgment.” Saint tosses his T-shirt to the side. “And to properly judge someone, you need truth. Vulnerability.”

Saint circles me, grazing my jaw as he passes, walking behind me and running his fingers through my hair.

“Do you feel vulnerable right now, Violet?”

I nod, biting my tongue when I have so many questions. I’ve managed to get him here, and if I want him to open up, I need to be willing to listen.

Saint leans down from behind, tracing his hand down the center column of my throat, between my breasts, grazing a finger over the peak of my nipple, and then pulling away.

“Good.” He continues to circle until he’s once more in front of me. “There’s a reason Sigma House doesn’t take many new initiates each year. We’re specific about our selections. We have to know they’re the right fit, and they’ll honor discretion.”

He smirks, and it hints at all the rumors I’ve heard about Sigma Sin. I understand why discretion would be a selling point when most of what they do in the shadows is probably illegal.

“But even once someone is selected, they still have to go through an initiation.” Saint plants his hands over the marks on his chest. “There are seven trials to pass to be a legacy of the House.

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