He wanted another life.
He craved a family.
He required a passion unequaled by money or power.
All that wrapped around Sophia. And not a single man on Earth could convince him otherwise. Maybe he was a fool, but what the fuck. He was ready to take on a level of risk unlike any he had before.
“Fine. What are you waiting for? I said I’ll submit to you.” Sophia immediately looked away, her mouth twisting.
Her admittance was like sweet music, filling his soul with happiness. Inhaling, the lovely fragrance of her very wet pussy told him exactly how much she’d missed their time together.
She seemed exasperated, rubbing her brow as she took deep breaths. “What now?”
He debated the very question. Given his probationary station with the consortium, he had limited time before he was requiredto check in. Putting her in harm’s way would never be a consideration.
Unfortunately, her knowledge of the Dark Haven meant she’d been asking questions. If anyone from the consortium learned of this, they would issue a contract on her life. Keeping her close was indeed vital.
“You are now under my control. You will do everything that I command for forty-eight full hours. I need your phone right now.” He wasn’t stupid. She’d come prepared, ready to take him out at any cost. He would deal with her car and he’d pay attention to the local law enforcement chatter. While he doubted she’d left a trail, especially given the fact she hadn’t told anyone about what had occurred in Monte Carlo, he also wasn’t a fool. She’d grown bitter, angry given the way they’d left things. Revenge was much sweeter for a woman.
“Fine.” Glaring at him, she yanked the phone from her pocket, staring at the screen before handing it over to him.
He chuckled as he accepted. “This will be protected for when we are ready to leave.”
She shook her head as if disbelieving in anything he had to say. “What else? My clothes? My badge? Do you need to frisk me?”
“Cut the sarcasm, Sophia. That doesn’t suit you.” He sipped his drink and stepped around her, gazing out at the crystalline pool, almost mesmerized by the lights. “There will be rules and yes, you will be required to follow them.”
“Yes. And you will abide by the terms.”
“I am a man of honor, Sophia. While you might think of me as nothing but a monster, I live by the honor that was taught to me many years ago. What I am doing is merely a job.”
She laughed. “A job. Living in the finest homes in the richest cities. Expensive meals and liquor, women, and cars. And all you have to do is murder innocent people. I have no idea how you were able to fool me.”
A flash of anger jetting into his system surprised him. He rubbed his eyes, tamping back his emotions. He refused to allow her to turn the tables. “First rule. We will not talk about my business or yours, but I will tell you this much and it will not be debated. What I said to you before was true. Those innocent people you speak of were horrible individuals, allowing many to die or be killed. They used their power and influence in order to rape societies, stripping away what little many people had. And because of greed. Entitlement. They are the true soulless creatures.” He was almost disgusted with opening up, telling her anything, but for some odd reason, unexplainable in any manner, he didn’t want Sophia to think badly of him.
Sophia remained quiet then simply nodded.
“The second rule. I will not harm you, but I will hurt you.” He moved away from the window, circling her form, his index finger tracing lines and circles across portions of her naked skin.
“Okay.” She tried to keep her conviction even as her lower lip quivered.
“The third rule, you will call me sir.” He grinned, seeing the way she rolled her eyes. This was a feisty woman and while she wanted nothing more than to submit, she had no understanding of what she was craving. When she didn’t answer, he tapped hertwice on the butt, taking the drink out of her hand and setting both down. Things were about to get dicey. His cock was aching to the point he sucked in his breath. No woman had ever elicited this kind of reaction from him.
She was the one. If he could have a happy ever after, it would be with her. That wasn’t a possibility, but he would enjoy every second out of her full submission.
And on his terms.
“Yes, sir,” she said through clenched teeth.
“Fourth and final rule. I am going to lock your gun along with my various weapons. You will not know the combination, nor is there any way of breaking the code. I will give you my word that you will be given back your weapon and I will not fight you when you arrest me.” He could sense she’d followed when he walked into the dining room, retrieving his Sig and holding it into the light. He moved to his coat, pulling the knife that had been in his possession for years.
“Come with me.” He knew she would follow as he walked into the office, removing the Glock from the drawer.
“Don’t you have an arsenal?Sir?”
“Not here. I am a very careful man, Sophia. You should already know that by now.” He took long strides back into the kitchen, removing her weapon from behind his back.
While she narrowed her eyes, debating whether he was telling the truth, she exhaled. “Fair enough. Fair enough, sir.”
