I had been hanging onto a thread of hope that Eros wouldn’t actually do anything with them, but when I heard that door shut my heart broke. It was like Trevon all over again, but worse.
Lucifer rubbed my thigh in a soothing way and leaned close to me. “It’ll be okay,” he whispered.
I didn’t even want to be here anymore. All I wanted was to curl up in my bed with Maria’s arms around me and cry. For Mom, for Trevon, for Eros. It was stupid but I couldn’t help it.
I felt broken.
Dinner continued in silence, and I was sure that everyone just wanted me to hear the moans coming from the Lust Rooms. Lucifer tried to reassure me that there were many Lust Rooms here, but I didn’t care. Every minute that Eros wasn’t here with me hurt.
He was probably shoving them against the walls, thrusting in
