As I pace around the dark room, I want to yell at her, I want to force her to tell me what the fuck happened between Rage and her and erase these doubts that are eating my head from the inside, but the words get stuck in my throat.
Her beauty stops me in my tracks.
Her naked body is still in display. Her curves stand out thanks to the moonlight bleeding though the window.
She steps forward, frowning at me.
“I fought against the world, Carter, Rage and even against your own decision, but here I am, by your side and no one else's. What else do you need me to say so you can sleep at night? I don’t get it.”
She tries to leave the room as soon as she says those words, but I stop her, holding her firmly by the wrist, drawing her to me. My lips crush hers, and I kiss her as if my life depends on it. I push her to the nearest couch and bury myself inside her without warning.
There's no need for words.
Because she’s right.
She’s here with me, by my side and no one else’s…
What else do I need to sleep at night?
Epilogue
SARAH
One week later.
I’m wearing a black dress.
A really tight black dress.
My back is visible, and the dress barely covers my butt. My breasts have a deep neckline, and my black, heavy hair rests upon my shoulders. I’m wearing make-up for the first time in ages – the complete deal, smoky eyes, mascara and bright, furious red lips, which combines perfectly with my new black Jimmy Choo heels.
I look like someone out of a James Bond movie, except thisBond Girlis not a damsel in distress. In my movie she is a woman prepared to face anything. Even death.
You don't need to have a uniform to call yourself a soldier. That's a state of mind. You need to adapt, evolve, be someone else for the sake of the mission. And boy, my mind is ready to become – for a few hours at least – asex slavewhose only goal in life is to please her master.
They will never suspect I’m here to kill bad guys and rescue Bruno's little brother.
Bruno has been teaching me how my behavior should be. We have practiced postures, responses, approaches, looks – absolutely everything. I’m ready to become Anya, a woman born to be a sex slave. She was raised like that, and her only goal in life is Miles Cox’s pleasure. Master Cox is a cocky magnate who keeps her under his wing.
Bruno taught me that in this world of slaves and masters, there is no resentment on the part of the prisoners. Here, the slaves are grateful to have a master and will look to please them at all costs as athank yougift.
This is brain washing 101, if you ask me.
A sound behind me stops the flow of my thoughts. Bruno steps toward me, his body emerges from the shadows and he stands under the light. I glance at his reflection with intensity and silence – there’s too much worry in the room. He is wearing an expensive suit which he pairs with his distinctive, serious face, looking powerful and sexy AF. His body stands out on both sides of mine. For a second, I remember the fear I felt when I realized Bruno’s size compared to mine, but now, I can only think about taking a few steps back to bury myself in his arms.
I’m not nervous, I’m fucking anxious. We are going in blind, with a basic plan that we are going to have to adapt on the spot. We don’t know if and how we are going to find Dante. The interior layout of this place is unknown. A top security detail will be on task.
Fuck, the deck is stacked against us, but make no mistake, we’re going in.
"You look exquisite,” he whispers, kissing the back of my head. "We still have time to back off. You don't need to do this. I can come up with some excuse.”
“We’ve been over this. I'm ready.”
"Well then, before we go, there’s one more thing I need you to wear.” Bruno walks a few steps back to retrieve a big black velvet box. He opens it and shows me what’s inside. With a sad expression, he asks for permission to put it on me.
At first glance, it looks like a simple necklace made out of diamonds, but as he pulls it out of the box, I it’s revealed as a leash. It is the most expensive dog leash I have ever seen.
“I know it's not romantic, but it's necessary. The necklace is a serious agreement in this world. This means you give me your body, your mind and your soul. In return, I give you protection and love. Humiliation is not the only thing we are going to sell today. Our bond must be the strongest.”
