Karen Marie Moning: "Aku berbalik perlahan, dan menatapnya. Dia menega...

"Aku berbalik perlahan, dan menatapnya. Dia menegang dan menarik napas pendek. Setelah beberapa saat, dia menyentuh pipiku. "Nyeri telanjang," bisiknya. Saya mengubah wajah saya menjadi telapak tangannya dan menutup mata saya. Jari-jarinya menyisir rambutku, menangkup kepalaku, dan menyikat merek. Itu memanas pada sentuhannya. Tangannya menegang di pangkal tengkorakku dan meremas, dan dia mengangkatku perlahan ke ujung kakiku. Saya membuka mata saya dan giliran saya untuk menarik napas dengan tajam. Bukan manusia. Oh, tidak, bukan pria ini. "Jangan pernah menunjukkannya kepadaku lagi." Wajahnya dingin, keras, suaranya lebih dingin."

--- Karen Marie Moning

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Versi Bahasa Inggris

I turned around slowly, and looked up at him. He stiffened and sucked in a shallow breath. After a moment, he touched my cheek. "Such naked pain," he whispered. I turned my face into his palm and closed my eyes. His fingers threaded into my hair, cupped my head, and brushed the brand. It heated at his touch. His hand tightened at the base of my skull and squeezed, and he raised me slowly to my tiptoes. I opened my eyes and it was my turn to inhale sharply. Not human. Oh, no, not this man. "Never show it to me again." His face was cold, hard, his voice colder.