I hate them. I want them.

My body craves them like a drug. 

The dance haunts me. The music, the seduction. The sex. I'm like an addict, searching for the Sinful in dark corners, remembering the way their moon-kissed skin glowed under my touch.

But I came here for a reason. I want retribution for my murdered family...but more than that...I'm searching for salvation to find a way out of this torture.

I'm falling to my knees, desperate to find a way out from under their clutches.

I shouldn't be tangling my fingers in Cassian's hair.

I should be burying a knife in his heart.

Kill or escape, the words haunt me.

I want this over. I want to be free. 

But will my heart be intact?