Free My Decadent Demon (My Demon Trilogy, Book 1) by Nikita Jakz, Alicia Dawn Page A

come on. I don't know how long I have before they get a bead on me. We really need to leave.”
    He reached for her again, but she ran to the other side of the room. Understanding donned. She had no clue who he was. He cursed, running a hand through his hair. “Those sons of bitches wiped your memory. Sera, think hard. Does the name Cole ring any bells in that brain of yours?”
    Her brows furrowed as she blinked at him blankly. “Who are you and why are you saying such things? I know no one by the name of Cole and no one has wiped my memory. Do not be absurd.” When he cursed a second time, she squared her shoulders and lifted her chin. “Such language is forbidden here. I would appreciate it if you would watch your tongue.”
    Cole growled, stepping closer. But when he reached for her arm again, she deftly dodged his attempt. “Do not touch me,” she snapped, pointing at the door. “And I rescind my offer to help you. Now please depart from my chambers.”
    Cole’s heart clenched. They’d screwed with her mind and made her forget him. “Sera,” he choked, following it with a word he never said to anyone else his life. “Please.” He gestured between them. “We know each other. We have history. I promised I would find you no matter what. Search deep in your heart. You know what I speak is true.”
    The sound of running feet coming down the hall had him glancing toward the door. Damn it. They’d descrambled his concealment spell. He turned back to Sera and held out his hand. “Come with me.”
    Had this male lost his mind? Sera eyes darted from his out stretched hand to the door. The footfalls were growing louder, getting closer. She looked back at Cole. His face seemed so sincere. He was clearly becoming desperate. What was going on? She didn’t know him, so why did he keep insisting she did? And a history? How could that be? She shook her head. He was obviously disturbed, a tormented soul. Even though her heart went out to him, her rationale was still fully intact; his mental condition made him unpredictable and potentially dangerous.
    She took a step back. Her insides twisted as if protesting the action. What on earth? She frowned, meeting his eyes. “I cannot go with you. I do not know you. I am a Seraph and this is where I belong.” She looked warily at the door, to the sound of those approaching, then back to Cole. “You must go. Your presence will bring nothing good to pass.”
    The door crashed open as Seraphim guards rushed into her chambers. Their numbers swiftly overpowered her intruder, taking him into custody. Sera winced as he struggled against them, their touch somehow stripping him of his strength . Fury flashed in his eyes as a hand wrenched free long enough to deliver an upper cut to one of the guards. Quickly they restrained him with a choke hold around his neck.
    “Fuck you, assholes,” he growled. Desperate eyes locked with Sera’s as a mask fell over his features. “Save yourself, Sera,” he shouted as they dragged him from the room. “Don’t let them win. You know we belong together. Please, Sera. Don't let them win.”
    Sera blinked triple time at his words. There was no doubt that he believed what he said was truth. She would have sensed his deceit. And yet nothing he said made sense.
    She took an absent step forward, but was stopped by the head seraph guard. She frowned up at him in confusion. “Who was that male? He is not of our kind. I do not even believe he was an angel.” When the guard said nothing, she took hold of his forearm. “Tell me what is going on. I have a right to know. It was my room he came to with purpose. He told me he knew me and that I knew him. What did he mean?”
    The male just shook his head, gently removing her hand from his arm. On his way out, he paused at the door. “He was an intruder, Seraphina. But we have him detained and will rectify the situation. Do not trouble yourself with him any longer. Good day to you.” With that he inclined