Kathryn looked up at Pedro. "I want to touch your face," she said.

Pedro's expression was tense, his features hardened with anger. But after a moment, he leaned down, letting her reach him easily.

She ran her fingers across his face. "Your face is as hard as marble. So handsome, yet so rigid. I don't like seeing you like this. I prefer when you're gentle, like jade."

Pedro's voice was low and firm. "Miss, I'm not gentle like jade."

Years of brutal training at the base had shaped him into a hardened soldier. Gentleness was not in his nature.

Yet, when he was in a good mood, his sharp edges softened.

To her, he was always handsome, always polite. To her, he was gentle like jade.

And as she spoke, the tension in his face eased.

my arms, and my head. They didn't chop me up and feed me to the fish. I knew their timing. I let them scratch my arm, nothing more. They were first-time killers, inexperienced and mentally weak. They panicked and only managed to scratch

sparkled mischievously. "Of

had never killed anyone

Neither had she.

cold and sharp. "If it weren't for you insisting on sparing them, I wouldn't let

had ways—many ways to make sure those three brothers never left prison. But Kathryn didn't want

gave him a

My plan

to move out of Jensburg. Aside from visiting my mother's

was little, no one

forced her to wash the family's clothes

the river froze over, she had to haul water from

her hands with pain

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