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"Drop the knife and place your palms against the window."

She released the weapon against her will. "That's not necessary," she growled as her hands touched the glass.

"As you lost, that's not your decision to make." He bent to retrieve the dagger. She had no idea what he did with the other but guessed he pocketed it.

"What now?" she groused, awaiting his next wave of compulsion.

"Quid pro quo, angel." He traced the sharp edge down her spine, hard enough for her to feel without drawing blood. "I bled for you, so you will bleed for me."

Her eyes widened. "Excuse me?"

"Shh." He used his opposite hand to gather her hair over one shoulder and kissed the back of her neck. "I'm still deciding where I wish to exact payment, darling. Don't spoil my fun."