Total pages in book: 84
Estimated words: 81947 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 410(@200wpm)___ 328(@250wpm)___ 273(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 81947 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 410(@200wpm)___ 328(@250wpm)___ 273(@300wpm)
At least, that was what I needed her to believe.
It was not like it wasn’t the truth. It just wasn’t the whole truth.
The whole truth was that there wasn’t a power on this earth who was going to rip her from my arms. If she had died tonight, I was absolutely certain I would have traveled to hell to tear her from Hades’ greedy grasp with my bare hands.
There was a vivacious energy emanating from her that had become like manna to my soul. Even the possibility of not having her in my life was untenable. I didn’t give a fucking damn that I had known her for only a few days. A person only needed to glance at the sun for a moment to appreciate its light and warmth. Or only needed one look at a glowing moon at midnight to cherish its serene beauty and mystery.
Vivian was the type of woman a man never forgot or fully got over.
Like her perfume after she left a room, the impression of her lingered on a man’s soul.
As if her inner fire and passion had branded them.
I was sure there were men from her past, old high school boyfriends, who still secretly wondered what if…
What if they hadn’t fucked up?
What if they had been the man she needed at the time?
What if they hadn’t been selfish and immature?
What if she was still in their life?
I’d gotten a glimpse of a darker what if tonight…
What if I hadn’t gotten there in time?
What if she had died?
What if one of the syndicates had learned of her identity and gotten their hands on her?
What if I wasn’t able to find her in time before they tortured her mind and body beyond repair?
What if…
Today, I’d taken for granted she would willingly submit to my control.
I’d taken my hands off the reins for just a moment, and almost lost her.
Fuck that.
The chains were going on.
I would make her my wife and announce to the entire dark underworld that she was now not only under my protection, but that of the entire Russian Mafia syndicate.
My plan was to all but tattoo Touch her and die across her forehead as a warning to any and all males in the vicinity.
I twisted my hand again as I applied steady pressure. My hand slipped deeper inside, painfully stretching her.
She cried out again. “Stop. It hurts.”
“I bet it does. These men will not just want you for your forgery skills. They will have other… uses… for such a gorgeous woman such as you.”
Vivian squeezed her eyes shut and turned her head. “Stop it. You’re scaring me.”
I curled my fingers slightly inside of her, coming close to making a fist. “Look at me. Now.”
When she didn’t immediately obey, I curled them further.
Her back arched as her fingernails dug into my wrist, but her eyes met mine.
“You should be scared. They will leave you chained to a wall in a basement with nothing but a dirty blanket on a filthy floor. You will be expected to repay them both in art and with your body.”
I twisted my hand again, flattening it and thrusting in further, until the tip of my thumb pushed against her narrow entrance.
Vivian’s mouth opened on a silent scream.
“You’re a smart girl. Do you understand that the first rule of the game is there are no rules?”
Tears streamed down her cheeks. “Please, it hurts.”
I leaned forward and kissed her forehead as my hard cock pushed against her thigh. “I know, baby.”
It was taking all my limited self-control not to plow my hard cock into her pinned body to really make my point, but now was not the time.
For now, it was more important that she understood the very real danger she was in… and not just from me.
“So now tell me. Do you understand now that the first rule in my world is that there are no rules? Or do I have to shove my full fist inside of you to make my point?”
Vivian sniffed. “No! Please. I understand.”
“Good girl.”
I gently pulled my hand out of her pussy. Leaning down, I kissed her nipple, before murmuring against her skin as I ran my tongue along the luscious curve of her breast. “I’m the only one who can protect you.”
I shifted in the bed to kiss her stomach. Then lower, rewarding her for the pain she’d endured.
My hands pried her thighs open as my tongue flicked over her clit. Her body’s resistance to my touch melted. Her responsiveness was one of the things I adored about her.
No matter how pissed she was at me… her body didn’t give a damn.
As she cried out with her release, I rose up on my knees and lowered the zipper to my jeans. With my fist wrapped around my cock, I pumped my shaft as I straddled her hips. “Open your mouth.”