Page 144 of The Curse Trilogy


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“I’ve already sent an email to the commander of the United to have her seventeen victims set free,” I add, and Brazen’s eyes show absolute shock and disgust.

“No one bothered to question her? She’s the worst liar I’ve ever seen.”

I look directly at Leon while muttering, “Not everyone cares enough to listen to the truth.”

I hand the documents with my signature to the officer by the door with instructions and release papers for our innocent male suspect. Brazen follows me over to the interrogation room where the newbie is an absolute wreck.

“Do you really believe me?” he cries as soon as we enter, and it’s all I can do to fight my own tears for his pain.

“Yes. You’re being released, but I don’t want you to go back into the visitor’s section due to the publicity this has received,” I murmur softly, and his arms wrap around me as he sobs out his relief and appreciation.

“I promise I’ll leave tonight, and you’ll never see me again,” he whimpers.

“No. It’s late, and the lands can be dangerous at night when you’re by yourself. You can stay with me. I happen to have a very comfortable couch, and you’ll be safe there.”

“You would do that… for me?” he asks in disbelief. “After what she accused me of?”

“You’re innocent. Had you done it, I would be locking you up instead of offering you sanctuary. You have no reason to feel ashamed, but people are cruel. That’s why I’m bringing you in with me. The officers will need you to give a statement about the whole incident as it truly happened, and then they’ll escort you to my place. I’ve already filed the paperwork.”

“Thank you so much,” he cries more, and I smile lightly. “I’m Grayson Morris,” he continues.

“I know your name, but it’s nice to meet you, Grayson. I’m Araya Crush, and this is Brazen Mordel.”

Brazen gives him a cordial smile while shaking his hand, but I see a twinkle of worry in his eyes. I don’t want to question it in front of Grayson though.

“I’ll see you later,” I murmur sweetly, and he sits down with the weight of the world sliding free from his shoulders.

“Thank you so much, Araya.”

Brazen takes my hand, and we walk out to head back up. His distracted mind baffles me, and the concern on his face is all too pronounced.

“What’s wrong?”

“Nothing,” he murmurs gingerly while kissing the back of my hand. “I think I’ll stay with you tonight though. I know he’s innocent, but I wasn’t prepared for you to offer him a place in your home. I don’t trust anyone enough to leave them alone with you - innocent or not.”

I laugh a little while nudging him, and he smirks curiously at my humorous outburst.

“I can make myself invincible, shatter houses, and he’s a newbie without a fraction of my strength. I can handle myself and you know it. You just want to sleep with me,” I tease.

He laughs this time, and then he twirls me around to face him. His lips almost brush mine when he lifts me into the air. His arms hold me at my waist while he walks, and my feet dangle while I hold onto his neck and stare into those sexy pale eyes.

“I planned on sleeping on the floor. You’re the one who mentioned sleeping together,” he sizzles out.

Oh fuck.

“You don’t have to stay with me. I’m a grown, badass girl with some seriously unmatched skills. Some of which not even you have seen,” I seduce, and his eyes narrow while his devious grin emerges.

“Is that a challenge? I’m starting to think you’re trying to seduce me. Mission accomplished,” he murmurs with his Brazen lips, and then his mouth covers mine.

I revel in the delicious kiss for a fraction of a second too long, and then I feel his hand sliding under the back part of my skirt just as my feet hit the ground in the hall just outside my apartment. His delectable, daring, and fuck-worthy tongue plays with mine, and his erection begins grinding into me as I begin undoing his belt.

I slide my hand down the front of his pants to feel the piece of his body I haven’t fully appreciated in far too long, and his desperate desire becomes all the more vicious when he rips my underwear off.

“We can fuck here, or in your place,” he murmurs against my lips, and I feel like a bowling ball has just rolled down to slam into my quivering area.

“My place.”

The steel behind me gives way when he breaks the knob off the locked door. He grips my ass as he jerks me up, and the head of his erection almost skims my sex before my sanity comes crashing back.