Desecrating Solomon: book 1 of 3 (Desecration Series)
“Solomon said, coming to sit next to the bed where Chaos ate her breakfast on her own. He hated to do it but it was time. Past time. “I’ve given you an entire two extra days, I’m sure you’re aware.”
She nodded, chewing her food slower. Damn, he should have waited for her to finish eating. “Thank you,” she whispered, making it even harder for him to pursue. “What do you have to know?”
He stared at her, feeling like a bastard with every passing second. But after hearing her say those things about talking to demons and dead people and them not letting her talk to angels meant only one thing. Ritualistic abuse. And that was a whole lot different than a one man show. Solomon needed to somehow find out more. Hanging in a tree upside down, in a red dress, beat to kingdom come and probably raped, screamed mock crucifixion of some kind.
She angled her still discolored face at him, making him lower his head in guilt.
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