*CUPID'S MATCH BOOK 3* FIRST DRAFT
For the third time, follow Lila into a world of cupids, arrows, betrayal, and love, in the Watty award winning series with over 50 million reads online.
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I blink.
My cheek is pressed flat against a tiled checkered floor. It's cold. Smooth. Comforting against my pounding head.
. . . I have found a way, my love
. . .they must pay. All of them. Gods. Humanity. . .
. . . I will bring the darkness.
I will bring the darkness.
I groan. I bring my arms up to my face. I try to block out the thoughts.
Then I hear a grunt.
With an extreme amount of effort I push myself up – resting on my forearms, stomach still flat on the ground. I'm back in Valentine's bedroom – the box closed in front of me. To my left Valentine is stirring – his big body tangled in his white sheets.
"Welcome back." A deep voice sounds from my other side.
I flinch then turn slowly. Mino is laid on Valentine's bed, hands behind his head, propped against the wooden headboard.
"Make yourself comfortable." A rough voice sounds from behind me.
"I always do, old friend," says Mino.
I twist around, bringing my body into a sitting position and shuffling so my back rests against the box. I brush my hair out of my eyes, sucking in deep breaths to fight a strong wave of nausea.
. . .I have found a way, my love. . .
Mino watches Valentine as he stands – dark eyes momentarily appraising his bare chest. Valentine nods at something on the other side of the bed and slowly Mino reaches down. Moments later he throws Valentine's pale blue shirt across the room. Valentine swipes it from the air and slips it on – letting it hang open from his body.
Mino turns his attention back to me. "You got to the center of the labyrinth, I presume?"
"Yes."
"And?"
I rub circles on my temple with my thumbs.
"Psyche's heart was at the center," I say. "I'm Psyche re-incarnated." I exhale. "Apparently."
"Oh." says Mino. "Unlucky, my friend." He slowly pushes himself upright and swings his legs onto the ground – eyes appraising my face. "Although I have to say, I did wonder."
"I take it you agree to my plan, Lila?" says Valentine – the strange way he says my name finally making sense to me. He does not think that is my real name. I turn my attention back to him – my head feeling like it's made of metal. He is slowly doing up the buttons of his shirt, eyes fixed on my face. "That is why you woke us both up?"
