Jasmine's hands began to shake in weakness and guilt.
That all of this had come out this way.
Some of it was not even true.
Not the way she would have expressed it at least.
And the revelation that he had wanted to make her his mistress was the last thing she would have expected.
She knew that she was in love with him.
There was no doubt that anymore.
But Xaden, she had heard, did not have many feelings for women.
Sex was strictly all that it gave him, and that was a pleasure.
But here he was now telling her that he had wanted to hear his own mistress?
She felt her head swoon.
"I was going to give you everything." He said, and his heart broke.
When she saw his face, she felt every part of her fall into absolute pieces.
He had lost his mother, the very same woman who had saved him from death and, against all odds, brought him back to life.
She had been his family after he had watched everyone he loved murdered.
