Is that you? Kilo?” Morgan strained to make out the image in the doorway. “Are you here to kill me?” Using the scarves tied to her hands, Morgan hoisted herself away from the mattress. “I’ve missed you, Kilo. You know I have. I would’ve come home soon. Here, untie me. I’ll show you how much you mean to me, and you can give me what I need. Okay?” “No,” the voice said. Only, the voice didn’t sound like Kilo’s deep, wicked voice. Instead, it sounded like Blake. He eased over to the bed and sat down. She blinked. Was she in immediate danger? Had Blake and Grant given Kilo access to her? Were they part of the coalition to destroy her? Did she fear Kilo or not? She writhed against the bindings. She wasn’t sure. She couldn’t be certain of anything. Her thoughts were too jumbled. “Morgan, honey, you’re fine. It’s Blake. Kilo isn’t here.” “No, I’m not fine! Where are Blake and Grant? Why are you here? How’d you get in? Why are you saying you’re Blake?
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