Total pages in book: 331
Estimated words: 315585 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1578(@200wpm)___ 1262(@250wpm)___ 1052(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 315585 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1578(@200wpm)___ 1262(@250wpm)___ 1052(@300wpm)
I can hear his laughter through the door as I rest my forehead against the cool wood, trying to get my erratic breathing under control before I face Kashton.
He has me cornered. I can’t escape him. And he was right; there are Lords who want me dead. Sin and Elli didn’t even stay for dinner last night. Her demeanor changed the moment Bill walked into the dining room. Sin noticed, and they left. I felt bad for Janice because she was so confused about why they left without eating, but I was also happy for Elli. Sin knew she didn’t feel safe and Sin removed her from the situation.
I don’t consider myself weak anymore, but I can’t fight off multiple Lords. Kashton is all I have. And that thought is unsettling. I know what it feels like to be helpless, and I’m terrified to feel that again.
My heart hammers in my chest and I swallow the excess saliva in my mouth. I push off the door and turn to face Kashton. He still sits on the couch, looking relaxed as can be. Patiently waiting for me to give in to his demands.
I rush over to the desk and yank open the top drawer. My stomach drops when I notice what’s missing.
“Looking for this?”
My head snaps up to see he’s holding my gun in his hand. My teeth grind, and I slam the drawer shut. He must have snuck in here when I was cleaning up the Lord. “Here to kill me?” I cross my arms over my chest.
He pushes back the slide, removing the chambered bullet, then unloads the magazine. “I’m not here to hurt you, Eve.”
Like I believe that shit. “Then what do you want?” I growl.
“To play with you.”
I look away and try to think of a way out. If I give him an inch, he’ll take a mile. This is what they do.
“You know…” He trails off, and I glance back at him to see him pulling something out of the pocket of his jacket that still lies over the armrest. My breath catches when he leans forward, placing his elbows on his knees while looking at the item between his fingers. “I’m not leaving until I get what I want, angel.”
I swallow nervously when he glances up at me.
“We can do it your way or mine.” He shrugs carelessly. “Your way will take longer, though.”
“What…what is my way?” I stammer with a heavy tongue.
He smirks. “Your way is I get up, bend you over that desk, and insert this into your neck.” He holds up the syringe. “Returning the favor. Thanks, by the way. That was the best sleep I’ve had in a while.” I roll my eyes when he smiles. “You’ll be out anywhere from two to four hours, and when you wake up, you’ll be naked and hog-tied on the floor.”
Butterflies swirl in my stomach, and he sits back on the couch. “Or we do it my way.”
“What’s your way?” I whisper breathlessly. I can’t afford to be out that long. I have plans tonight, and if I don’t show up, they will come here looking for me. The last thing I need is them finding me naked and hog-tied at this Lord’s feet.
“Come here,” he commands, and I know it’s the only answer I’m going to get. He wants me to submit. Willingly.
The two words are like a shot of adrenaline to my body. I can’t fight it. I slowly walk over to him, and he gets to his feet. His eyes are on mine as he reaches up and slides his finger into the collar of my dress, softly caressing my heated skin.
I drop my gaze to his chest, unable to look at him. It’s been so long since I’ve been touched, but my body remembers what it felt like.
“Eyes on mine, Eve.”
I meet his intent stare, and he runs his free hand over my racing pulse. “When I’m touching you, you look at me. Do you understand?”
“Yes, sir.” The words are automatic, and they disgust me. What he’s able to do in a matter of seconds… I’ve become the old me. The one who sits, crawls, and begs for attention. The one who was helpless and trapped.
I swore I’d never go back to that, yet here I am. I guess no amount of time can change someone. I’ll be his whore, and he’ll use me however he wants.
“Go get the handcuffs.” He drops his hands from my body.
I turn and close the small distance between me and the desk, picking them up. Walking back to him, I hold them out. He takes them and says, “Get undressed.”
I’m on autopilot. He’s in full control. I’m just a willing servant at this point. A light switch flipped on, and a sour taste fills my mouth at what I’m about to let him do.