“Oh, people have tried, but I have very good reflexes.”
“I bet,” she muttered.
Jared watchedher as he set a phone down on the coffee table in his office.
She seemed nervous, on edge. Was she worried about talking to her sister? Was she scared about upsetting Zander?
“You’re nervous.”
“No, I’m not.”
His temper stirred. It wasn’t something that was easily provoked. He prided himself on his control.
But he fucking hated being lied to.
Just like he hated that she was often scared of him.
Those times his anger was aimed at his father. May he rot in hell.
The phone he gave her couldn’t be traced so he wasn’t worried about Zander finding her. However, when she reached for the phone, he placed his hand over hers, stilling her.
“Hey! What are you doing?” she asked as North sent him a questioning look.
Fuck. What was he doing?
The truth was he had no idea. He just knew that he wanted her to stay.
To be his.
When someone belonged to Jared Bartolli, he owned them.
And he made no apologies for it.
“You’re not to tell Zander where you are,” Jared ordered her.
“Why not?” she asked. “Oh, are you still worried about him retaliating against North?”
North raised an eyebrow at Jared.
“Yes.”
She frowned. “Well, he did kidnap me. But I guess I can convince him not to come after North.”
“He can try,” North said darkly.
“Zander can be dangerous,” she warned.
“So can I,” North said in a low voice.
“Are you threatening my brother-in-law?” she exclaimed.
“Perhaps.”
“North,” Jared warned. He sat back in his chair and thought about this for a moment. “Tell Keira that you’re fine. That they shouldn’t search for you. That you’ll tell them what’s going on soon.”
“You should just send them a message,” North said. “I have her phone. I’ve dismantled the ability for it to transmit a location.”
“They might not believe it’s from her,” Jared said.
